Once Hira responded to them, Mink found their way to her, slowly making his way to her side so he wouldn't scare her.
Good, here,They offered her the shoulder he always used to lead,
This way.And so, they were off towards it. Mink didn't care so much for the meal they'd caught now, after Hira ate, they could eat peacefully.
Snow gently drifted down from the clouds, mere flurries to what had been a few weeks ago when the first snow came, coating everything in its grasp.
How you are you feeling?Mink asked, keeping their eyes head, ears flagged upward, listening and alert. It had been a moment since Hira had arrived and now with her son returned to her, was she feeling more of a purpose now? Hopefully, she felt some semblance of normalcy.
