Shadow Wolf had spent almost all day searching for the snow woman, and now only had one place left to look. He leaned forward on his horse a little bit and scanned the area before him noting the subtle differences in the lay out of the land that the settlers had claimed as their own.

The cabin style dwelling and the barn were what stood out the most.

The sheer amount of detail and craft man ship that had gone into them was amazing.

And so much more refined than the other home steads. They were so well built. He knew this because he had studied them up close a little while ago before making his way to the ridge over looking them.

The front door to the house opened and two women walked out. He squinted a little bit against the sun and noted in surprise that the two women looked vaguely familiar. One woman went over to a tree and sat down on a wooden plank hanging by a thick rope while the other woman went over to the small garden located off to the side of the house and started pulling things out of the ground.

Vegetables no doubt.

He watched them for what felt like forever and was silently debating on going down and attempting to talk to them, despite the fact that most white eyes were very stand offish and uncooperative and often attacked him if he tried to speak with them. But for some odd reason he felt that being attacked wouldn't be an issue with these settlers.

He didn't really understand the feeling, he just knew instinctively that these people wouldn't harm him.

He was about to ride down and speak with them when someone came walking out of the woods. His mis matched eyes automatically went to the new comer as a triumphant smile curved his lips as he caught sight of the long white hair hanging over slender shoulders framing an angelically beautiful face.

Ooh-nah-jee- Ah-gee-yaw, snow woman.

He'd finally found her!

Excitement pulsed through his blood as he watched her walk up to the other two women and lift a hand to wave at them while calling out something before walking up to the cabin and slipping inside.

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Winter had had a good long nap on the river bank before waking up and deciding to make her way home. Tonight was her night to cook dinner. Something that she wasn't entirely looking forward too since Amy and Robin had hidden her hunting knife and forbade her from hunting any innocent deer, rabbits, and other 'cute' little critters that would have made a wonderful main dish for their diner.

Frankly she thought that they were both insane. She'd would have loved to have some deer or rabbit meat, but instead would settle for some wild quail. She made her way up the narrow steps to the second floor of the house and walked to her room and stepped inside and picked up the hand carved bow that she had made for herself a while back. And then grabbed the small deer skin quiver of arrows that she had fashioned for herself and slipped it over her head and then turned and silently made her way back outside.

She had a maybe three or four hours left before the sun went down. She figured that she might be able to bag herself several wild quail and make her way back to the house to cook them or her sisters would be eating beets and carrots for dinner tonight. "Make sure that your back before night fall of I'll burn the woods down around you!" Amy called cheerfully from around the house.

Winter paused in mid step and glanced in the direction of the garden. She couldn't see anything. And she was sure that Amy couldn't see her, so how her sister managed to know when she was stepping into the house and stepping out of the house, she had no idea.

It was something that had her stumped, and though she would like to figure out how Amy did shit like that; she knew that even if she knew how to do stuff like that herself she'd just use the knowledge for evil anyways.

"Uh...okay." Winter called back as she scratched her cheek and shook her head a little bit as she started walking again. She couldn't stand around wasting day light forever.