She'd complain more about the weather, if she hadn't grown up on top of the mountain. The wind was always harsh. The snow was unpredictable and cruel. Sure, she'd love to be curled up with her family, asleep in some den - Speiden not too far away either - but no, she didn't get that. Because said family wanted to explore and then…didn't…come back…
Capable had been on her children's trail, knew for certain they weren't dead. They were just proving difficult to track. Which meant they listened to some lessons, she supposed, but seriously - were they just planning on staying in Relic Lore? That was fine and all, but shit. Tell a woman.
The wolf shivered slightly, glancing around the lake as she lifted her head. The drink was nice, but… There wasn't a pack here when she left, was there? Didn't think so. She'd hoped to shelter here for the night, but it seemed like she was gonna need to tread carefully.
Ah, well. Worse things had happened.