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She frowned as she started toward the human city, finally deciding on a path. Each mountain pass was filled up with snow...it was all about deciding which ones would be stable enough to travel through. Naniko didn't know these mountains too well, she hadn't come through this way very often, so she didn't know which would be the best. She'd settle for this one.

She was shifted, that was a help, and she carried a backpack with her today. She had plans to visit the library, to get a few books about the Italian language. There was a new wolf in her pack that only spoke Italian, and she wanted to see if there were any similiarities between Italian and her own second language, French, so that she could begin to teach her. If there were a few similarities, it would make it a lot easier to teach.

Naniko's feet sank down in the snow as she walked, and she had to pull them up carefully with each step she took. Her strength was going; she panted a little when she finally made it through the worst, deepest parts. The white wolf sat down heavily in the snow, her green eyes closing for a moment. She'd rest for a bit and then finish the trip.
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