The darkened world seemed to swallow everything up, making him feel quite uneasy as he tried to happily roll in the snow. The feeling in the air was tense, harsh and without remorse. What had he walked into now? Dandelion got back to this feet, keeping himself calm through steady breaths. Soft eyes looked around to see if anyone was remotely close, fully aware that he was walking either directly on pack territory, if not very close.

A rush of adrenaline did hit him when the sight of something soft and pink came into the distance. Were they going to attack him? Or could they possibly be friends? Against his better judgement, the need to belong somewhere tugged at his soul. A gentle bark in their direction was set loose from his maw, a friendly tail wag accompanying it as he waited for a response. His mind telling him all the while that he might just get eaten instead.