It's a sunny morning.
David and Cynthia ride Snow Wolves into the mountains, planning to find the Gray Wolf Pack.
Due to having only one Snow Wolf as a mount, David had to let Cynthia sit in the front, while he held Cynthia in his arms from behind.
Cynthia, only standing a little more than five feet tall, fit perfectly into his embrace.
David looked at the Little Fox Girl in his arms, who showed no change in expression, and he breathed a small sigh of relief; it seems Cynthia didn't mind his contact.
In this situation, he could slowly build a good rapport with Cynthia until she completely opened her heart, at which point he could smoothly proceed.
Awoo—
Snow Wolf's speed was very fast.
Even though the snow in the deep mountains hadn't completely melted, it could still move swiftly, traversing the mountain forests with ease, relying on its sense of smell to locate the Gray Wolf Pack.
