He had been within the confines of Whisper Caverns long enough to know a majority of his way around the territory, but his time spent learning every nook and cranny had taken its toll on him being able to spend time with Namara. Alas, the only time that he would be able to see her is when they would both retire for rest. No time had been spent speaking to one another. The alpha missed her dearly and wished that somehow their paths would once again intertwine. He flicked his ears back as he walked throughout the depths of his territory, looking around for any food that could have been lingering around. The children needed substance and for days now the man had been desperately trying to find food for them all. There was no way some of the older members would survive in this weather should it continue, and Ash worried that his dear woman would reach a similar state of coldness, that of both mentality and body.

He yearned for her by his side once again and wished to hear her voice once more, delicately in his ear. Letting his tail flick out behind him in impatience, he watched the sun which was now slowly starting to set and sighed deeply before going into the confines of one of the caves that he had noticed bare no mark of any other Whisper Caverns wolf visit quite often. Looking up at the sunset he shook his head, clearing it of any dark thoughts of how this winter would end for them all. As long as his new family got out of this famine alive, he would be fine with it. If need be, Ash would be the last one to eat a meal wherever it was due and he knew that he would stick to this. In the meantime though, he took the chance to rest and laid his head down on his paws, staring at the dark wall in front of him, feeling familiar with the shadows that he had gladly sunken into.

The male was accustomed to the darkness and could easily see her, whereas he was sure that she could not see him by her wandering gaze. He didn't dare say anything more, already embarrassed enough as it was. He did not know how he hadn't been able to determine the difference between Treena and Namara...they were definitely two different wolves and Ash needed to get that through his head. He couldn't believe that she had witnessed him so vulnerable and he didn't like that fact that she had bared witness to him acting so out of control. He watched as she searched for him, but he remained still and silent, not wishing for him to find him in the comforting darkness. She eventually did though and as she felt around for his shoulder, he watched her closely her eyes unfocused while his were firmly planted on her. When she spoke confusion flooded through him as he stared at her, no emotions crossing over his face as he pondered her question. She had muttered a similar qurtion when they had been back at Darkwater Rapids.

Curling his head around her check to bring her closely to him, he calmly breathed, letting the silence surround them and enclose them into the blackness, even if Ash could already easily see into the darkness, even if those around him didn't realize this. Pulling back slightly away from the woman, he spoke gently in her ear, "What is it that you wished to be called? You are....mine." He muttered this aggressively in her ear, as if begging her to challenge his word so that he could prove to her that his words were true. Ash was, none the less, not a liar and she knew that, but he knew how to be harsh when he needed to be and wouldn't hesitate to follow through with actions that would cause even deeper feelings to arise.