Kay had no idea where he was. He had traveled south and now he was in a place where the ground was not only covered in snow but a soggy muddy mess. His usually pristine white legs had mud plastered onto them. It didn't help that the skies had decided to let loose some freezing rain. Gold eyes glanced skyward and he corrected that thought. It wasn't raining or at least not yet it was coming down to lightly for it. Still he let out a growl of pure annoyance. He had woken up hungry and had yet to find anything in this sickly looking place. It was winter but even the birds were silent here and he found that it grated on his nerves.
His lips curled into a disgusted snarl. He needed something to vent on. Something that he e could focus his annoyance on. With a growl he throw up his head and howled a sound of pure frustration that ended sharply. Maybe someone would come to him and then he would see if they would have a spar. He was aware that he was weaker with his hunger and he knew that if the wolf that came was more experienced and well fed he would lose and in a true fight you lost more than blood you could lose your life.
Pacing the ghostly male waited his nose wrinkled slightly while his eyes scanned the area around him. He would wait here for a time and if no one showed he would continue on and try to escape this mud hole.