The land had been frozen in a vivid fall of snow and sleet. Frost covered the tufts of yellowing grass that poked out of the snow and the leaves that dangled from the trees. It was mystical, enthralling. While her own slimmer body type faired much better in warmer desert climates she had always liked the delicate appearing snow that bite with so much force despite its beautiful appearance. It seemed almost metaphorical, it represented so many so well, just as the fire stood for fieriness. The fire. She was mean to love it after growing up in a desert but although she could deal better than most due to her Arabian heritage all it did was dry up the water and make most irritable under the scorching summer sun. The cold though, it seeped through most and sharpened their senses alike to a night in the forest may.

Time passes as she watches the frozen lake. It is not long before a stallion of equally dark pelt come towards her. Her gaze diverts to him, dark orbs studying him as he approaches with an almost lazy stride. She is much smaller than him and much more slender. He was more filled out, though by no means thick. His muscles were defined, but not overly present and his head held eyes of a light brown/hazel colour. In comparison she feels like a mouse, much less intimidating though by no means is she intimidated, in fact it was far from that. She almost liked the feeling she was that was burning in contrast to the icy climate inside her blood. Although it wasn't quite new it to the black mare it still sparked excitement.

He speaks now, a deep voice musing soft syllables. “Such a shame, another little bird blown off course by winter” His words, while not the most polite are of entertainment to the lady and she responds with a small lilting smile on her onyx maw. ”Do you have a name, little bird?” He extends his own muzzle to her and she returns the gesture.

She replies swiftly, her own feminine vocals softly speaking honeyed syllables, "Empyrea. Although of course, little bird is fine too." Her words are tinged with amusement, echoing light laughter. "And what of your own name, my dark wolf?