The forest slept beneath a sky of endless white. Wind wound between the pines like a sigh, stirring loose flakes that glimmered as they fell. You moved through it in silence—pads sinking into drifts, breath ghosting from your muzzle in soft curls.
The forest slept beneath a sky of endless white. Wind wound between the pines like a sigh, stirring loose flakes that glimmered as they fell. You moved through it in silence—pads sinking into drifts, breath ghosting from your muzzle in soft curls.