He was born a loner. He had a large family which he loved to death who all worked together.
As a kit, he used to sit by his grandmother and listen to stories of ancient beasts and battles, taking in every word she said, eyes full of adoration and longing.
He was closer to her than to anybody else in his family, they went on walks together and simply talked about life, and love, and everything in between. She was the only person Snow felt he could be honest to.
Snow and his grandmother were on one of those long walks when snow started falling.
Surprisingly fast, the snow became heavy and harsh, blocking out the sun and air in their lungs, freezing their fragile paws.
Finally, when she could walk no longer, she collapsed in the snow. He ran up with a frightened yelp and nudged her.
"We can't be far now Grandmother! Just a little longer come on!" He begged, but that was not what fate had planned.
She didn't get up of course, being as old and weak as she was it wasn't long before the cold took her under its great paws and whisked her spirit away.
Snow screamed til his throat was hoarse, screaming threats to the ice and cold to give her back and screaming from grief and pain, but the cold did no such thing and when it finally left him and the sun peeked through the trees he was alone and lost.
His heart ached fiercely. His love burning through him and eating him from the inside as the finality of this settled in.
Hours later as the sun started to fall over the horizon, and the piercing cries of wolves filled the sky, he realized he could not just stay and cry over his broken heart and he had to move on, it's what she would have wanted anyways.
• • •
Snow never found his home again. He often wondered what had become of them and what they thought had happened to him. Despite the moons he spent apart he still loved them fiercely and kept moving, hoping that maybe he'd find them again someday.
It wasn't til seasons later when he came across
Alaska.
It was cold and he was tired and travel weary when the two met, and as he saw the large creature from the side of his eye he thought he was surely dead, and that this was a god coming to claim him. But as he looked into the beast's eyes all he saw was the same aching he had felt for all those moons alone.
The two beings looked into each other's eyes and felt each other's pain, understanding connected the two and they formed an unbreakable bond,
• • •
Finally, he met Echostar who offered him a place in Echoclan, a chance to have a family and to belong somewhere again.
So much longing filled the tom at the offer but Alaska held him back.
He almost declined, but a small spark filled him.
Echostar was hesitant to let such a potential danger into her clan, but Snow was persistent.
• • •
Eventually, both Snowbank and Alaska became beloved members of the clan, and though she held a language barrier she learned commands quickly and earned their trust.
Snowbank did it.
Finally, he had a family again and was happy to be a part of it, he never forgot his old family, but never truly regrets that fateful day that changed his life and left them all behind.