Darkness continued to envelope the land, blanketing the world in nothing but snow and ice. The wind had died down this day, bringing at least some comfort to the wolves of Northfall. But there was still the problem of finding food; the bigger animals fleeing to the south in order to survive the long winter. Rams and sheep still continued to spread across the mountain tops with great luck. But even so, how long would that sustain them?

Oberon had been scouting the vast territories of the mountains, keeping tabs on the prey populations to keep his mind from wandering too deep into the abyss. Every so often, his nose would lead him to another pack member. But not close enough for him to engage. Not that he disliked company, but the dark knight still wasn't sure exactly what to do when it came to forming relationships. Past mistakes have kept him solitary, with only the red wolf with the green eyes to keep him partially sane.

Still he kept her at bay, afraid that she would suffer the same fate as the last girl he tried to save. Oberon kept telling himself it was better this way. But it was even harder to believe it without the shadow of a doubt. Even with his more forced solitary way of being, there was still no denying the companionship of his queen if she so wished it.

Oberon caught her scent almost immediately, seeing her earthen form in the distance before long. Keeping silent, blue eyes simply watched her from afar, learning more about her from a safe distance as best he could. If she decided to call for him? Well no escaping what might be fate. Simple as that.