After the harsh blowing winds sweeping the snow across the lands yesterday Vera had felt cooped up, being unable to explore. So when it cleared up the next morning she set off at a quick pace - once again, not telling Florence where she was going, she really needed to fix that habit - down south where there was new territory for her to discover. Maybe she'd even find some more herbs, or even a new face. Making friends, or at least trying to, was on her 'TO DO' list. Though she was still lacking in the social graces that was needed for creating a bond of friendship between two wolves, so it was shaky business. She was trying, and that was all that counted, right?
Pausing when she came upon a frozen creek, the Diminutive Ivory She-wolf slowly eased herself to the bank, gently pressing a paw down on the surface to test the strength of the ice. Upon finding out it didn't crack or bend beneath the slight weight she smiled, slowly and carefully placing another paw down and pushing forward with her hind legs until all four paws were on the glistening ice. Spreading her paws apart to keep her balance, Vera slid along the icy surface, slipping here and there but quickly correcting herself. So what if ice skating was a childish thing to do, she was childish at times. And plus, it was fun to do. Just not so much fun when she fell over. Giggling softly to herself, she continued to half-walk-half-run along the frozen creek, completely unaware that a wolf may be watching.