Say No To Yellow Snow [Jupiter]

Ashiel strode along the wall that stretched above massive drifts of snow. He'd travelled far to the north and felt that he was finally making progress. As he traveled along the way he eyed the forest near him that gleamed with the scent of a mortal pack. So there was one all the way up here? Ashiel let the borders be and instead continued to work his way along the way. It was the work of humans, of that he was certain. He'd heard the stories from his mother and knew that the unnaturally crafting of this stone was a mark of their mischief. He was glad they were gone, whatever they were.

Snow fell in small, gently drifting flakes. They landed on his muzzle and he quickly lapped them up. Hmm… he hadn't seen snow in what felt like ages, at least not that he could remember. Ashiel glanced quickly around then tipped back his mouth wide open to try catching a few flakes on his tongue. Hardly god-like behavior but this once he felt the child in him twisting incessantly in his heart.