blood on the ice {Seasonal Event!}

The moment Kalt confirmed he understood her, she let out a huff of air and began carefully padding through the trees once more. She kept her head low, nostrils flaring gently as she kept herself on the scent, ears flicking to and fro as she took in every sound of the woodlands. She felt the tell-tale rumbling in her belly as she tasted the scent of the deer, mouth watering behind closed jaws.    Ashe flicked her golden eyes up at the man at her side, and a part of her drifted back from the ravenous wolf, processing his words. Hearing his voice was grounding, having to listen to people speak to her as a wolf kept some part of her original soul aware. She let out a soft huff and a flick of her ear in acknowledgement, keeping her eyes pinned ahead of them. The herd was still a modest distance - the scent had been stale when she first picked it up, and it had taken time to find the crisp trail. She followed it confidently now, never breaking her determined stride. Hungry.    They needed to save the meat. Deepfrost. Longnight. Now was not the time to eat. She would hunt, and she would leave it. She would hunt, and she would leave it.    She cut off the low growl that was just rumbling to life in her chest, pulling in a deep and full breath - close. They were close. The sun was starting to sink down the other side of the sky, but thankfully there was still plenty of light to see by. At least... to her. It was enough light for Kalt, wasn't it? The sun hadn't started setting just yet.    Her pawsteps slowed and lightened finally - she had kept up their brisk pace for some time, focus narrowed entirely on that scent trail. She came to a stop, turning her head to look up at Kalt with sharp and eager eyes. Close, they're close. She turned her head forward with a sharp breath that clouded before her, then turned her eyes back up to the man beside her with a soft whine. Ashe