The echoes of the caverns far below showed more of the fact someone was alone, than that there was any danger. On any other day, Amber would not have set paw in the places of darkness and shadows. But loneliness, it was sad, and even though being lost and alone down there was noisome to the way of wolves, she quickly called back, least the lady below loose hope. For once, Amber was seeking, and not being sough one bit.

"Are you alone? Please, feel free to come out!" the soft, eve so slightly rough voice called into the caves down below. With a thick coat, patches of thinned areas still held a amount of fur enough for the colder nights. Snowy white, it seemed to glow in the sunlight, for Amber not dare to actually go within the hollows of the ground. Forest green eyes were light with a hidden fire as they gazed down. It was a hope that the echoes hadn't traveled too far, or the wolf may not hear the reply from the surface. Maybe this wolf would be interested in joining the gypsy pack, considering they wanted another wolf to speak to. She could always hook this she-wolf up with Dragonfly. That was always some good company, well, not for Amber.