La Amor starts to walk around, soon it starts to snow, and he is glad that he is walking around. He searches and searches, but finds nothing. He feels the cold nipping and cilling him. The hungry pain doesn't help either.

He stops to rest, when he hears footsteps and whispers coming toward him. He quickly runs behind a fallen tree and sits down. He listens keenly to what the voices are saying, as they come ever so closer.

"My, the first snow, my dear, isn't lovely?" A male wolf sighed.

"Huh? Oh, um yes, I suppose..." A female said, La Amor could tell that she wasn't truely paying attention. She seemed that she really wished that she wasn't here right now.

"I'm glad you can with me. Doing the rounds can be very lonely and bor-" The male stopped in midsentence.

"What is it ?" The female was worried, the footsteps had stopped.

"Shhhh...." the male crouched down and started sniffing. La Amor realized, that in the snow, he would leve foot prints, leading right to his hiding place.

"Come on out, we know where you are!" The male shouted.