01-08-2008, 12:15 PM
Moon was starting to panic. Thankfully the rest of the pack was safe and so was Zorion, but his precious little sister was still hidden somewhere in the cold landscape that used to be the northern part of their home. Frowning, he and his black horse moved along silently next to Tamerlane, Skoll and Dierdre, his ears perked for any sign of movement beneath the snow. He shuffled along, careful not to stomp too hard on the snow, instead moved along so he couldn’t, by any means, squish his little sister. Instead he would bump into her and find her near his feet. Zori neighed softly at Moon, willing him to ask the question aloud. “Hey, Tamerlane, d’you think me an’ Zori could spread out this way?” he motioned toward his left. They began to move that way, anyway, but he would wait for his leader’s full permission before spreading out too far from the group. Zori could probably wade through the snow better then the wolves could, even shifted into the two-legged form as he was now, but he didn’t want to make anyone angry at the moment. His sister was in danger and causing trouble in their group wasn’t in the plan.