Not much time passed when a fairy ran up to Winter with some information, "We seen a group of wolves close to the north end of the woods."
That wasn't good. It meant that they were further into the tundra than anyone thought.
"Any idea if they're alright?" she asked them feeling worried.
No matter what the pack had done to her in the past, children weren't guilty of their parents sins, so she couldn't blame them.
The fairy shook its head, "We didn't pay attention. The Winter Bazaar is happening so, they got hit with snow and ice."
They probably walked off course because they couldn't see or smell, said Moon.
"Thank you," Winter smiled at the fairies, "Is there any chance of you showing me the last place you saw them?"
"Sure! But the weather is really good now! Ice and snow flying e
