RE: A rumble can be heard coming from Mountain of Dire.
Quick had found the easiest way to ease the pain of her cold, cold toes was to walk and walk until she could no longer feel them. It was better for them to be numb than to pinch with every step she took on the frozen ground. Luckily the border patrol kept her on said paws and it was an effective way to pull her weight and ease her strain in one activity. If there was any silver lining to this relentless winter it was that Quick had run the border on her own several many times by now, making sure the smell was strong to ward off the possibility of trouble-makers. Even though there was never a stranger's smell when she went on patrol (the lone wolves were probably dead by now) she stayed faithful to the act, at least for the sake of warding off frost-bite longer.
It was mid-day and her run was nearly finished. She had gone as far as their southernmost border, rubbing her shoulder along the gnarled branches in the name of Hollowheart Keep. This was as far as she would go today, hoping to scavenge through the Ghastly Woods for some frozen scrap to bring home to the Queen's children. That was when she heard the sound, deep and ominous. It shook the ground beneath her feet and sent tremors up her spine. But just as her heart rate began to quicken, nervous system sending her into an appropriate response against such a threat, it disappeared as though it had never been.
Her silver eyes searched her surroundings rapidly to see if anyone else had witnessed the phenomenon, but like always she was alone in her pursuit. Feeling cold as fear drained from her blood she pursed her lips and struggled with a decision. She ought to turn back, look for food, as was her plan. But that horrible noise had been too real. She couldn't have imagined it. She had to check it out, just in case... With an frustrated huff escaping into the air from her parted jaws, the lithe female turned toward the source of the sound and started toward it.