Land of Awe

Large white paws carried the massive Destruction through the frozen North. He had become accustomed to the warmth of the eastern lands but he was thankful for his thick coat in the blustery wind. He hadn’t seen as much of his ancestral home as he had hoped when he decided to go North. Everything here was unknown to him, not that he had seen the east before but he had heard so many stories. A flurry of snow whipped around him, disguising his pale pelt in the scenery. A comfortable feeling settled over him, and he felt himself much more at ease here than in the lush green of the east. He never would have expected such a revelation but here he was.

His pace was slow and relaxed, he observed the lands around him. Everything was so foreign, the trees were different the landscape alien. Even the prey animals were odd, so much larger than what mostly resided south of here. He found himself captivated by the bull elk that crested a ridge on the horizon. It bugled powerfully as its hinds bustled around him. Song stood still and admired the power of the beast, not wanting to be on the pointy end of such an animal.