The cold mountain air stung her lungs a bit as she trotted through the snow, the breath from her muzzle coming out in a steamy mist. A twig snapped off to her left making her pause mid step, her ears swiveled and pivoted toward the noise. There she stood still as death waiting for another sound that could possibly alert of danger, or even food. After a moment there was nothing more and the brief sniff at the air revealing nothing new, just her own and that of her sister's scent. Relaxing again she glanced over her shoulder at her sister, giving a snort before turning and continuing on.<br/><br/>The cold though she knew it to be freezing was barely felt beneath her thick winter coat of rich chestnut brown fur. She was a large female, well built and muscular, built for power and speed like many of her kind. Though a strong wolf was not truly safe in the world unless she had a pack to run with and while she did have her sister it was not the same. They were not even sisters by blood either, she was born to the old Alphas of their last pack and her sister was born to the new one. Still Hilda had helped to raise Yumi like any good sister so that bond was there. When those things with their fire sticks came flying overhead Hilda did was she thought best and lead Yumi away from everyone else. They did not even try to return, the cries as they were killed was enough for them both to know that they were gone. So together they set out to find somewhere safe and maybe start their own pack, though neither of them really knew how to do that it was still gave them a goal to work toward.<br/><br/>The scent of fresh running water tickled her nose and she trotted faster till she came to a small stream. Gratefully she dipped her head down to lap at the cool water, glancing over at her silver hued sister, â€œWe are no longer in the pack grounds. The scents here are not familiarâ€ she says simply as she sits down and looks about the area, mostly checking for danger while they rested.