Snap my fingers
11-23-2015, 08:04 PM
A chilly wind howled across the Range and easily knifed through his coat and chilled him. Winter had to be his least favorite season. He liked snow well enough, but being cold all the time sucked. It made him wish he still shared a den with his family. That's the one thing he remembered vividly from his first winter. Being snuggled up with everybody and pleasantly warm despite the snow and ice blanket just a few feet above their heads. Finally he stood before her. Casually he dropped the rabbit on the ground and then licked at his lips to clear them of blood and fluff. She was looking a lot better; her wounds healing nicely. "This is for you," he said simply. |