backdated to about a week ago?
Gitano figured that it was at least worth a shot. They had been looking for Bennet unsuccessfully thus far and the teen was beginning to lose faith in his guides. Namid had told him that her pack resided on the mountain and that he was always welcome to come and practice his craft there. Perhaps if he could do a couple of readings they would be willing to offer him as much information as they possibly could on the young dragon's whereabouts. Even if they didn't know anything it would be peace of mind that they were leaving no stone unturned.
So the scrawny wolf had told @Karina where he was going and that he would come back to meet her back as soon as he could. Travelling on the mountain had become normal for Tano yet he was still relieved when the sight of the lake came into view and the scent of pack reached his nostrils. Figuring that since the moon was already in the sky it was too late to come knocking he nosed about around the border of the lake, far enough to be sure he didn't step on any toes. He would call for the alpha in the morning but for now, for now he would rest. Laying down against a drift of snow to block out the wind Gitano put his head upon his paws but for now sleep alluded him.