Balls of fluff

Fall fell over the land, but the north remained cold, nearly frozen. Perhaps the only real change to the land was the lack snow and ice over the land that used to cover a dry valley. Of course he knew this only from tails his mother had told him and his brother, he was far too young to have witnessed the massive flood. As the great beast wandered the edge of the water, the terrain underneath his feet giving a satisfying crunch with each step, he noted that the edges of the water were ice coated, but the center was still unthawed. How disappointing that must be for most. They had to go the long way. Not him.

Thick waterproof fur and a healthy amount of insulating fat kept him warm enough in the frigid waters. Webbed paws and strong limbs gave him the energy and tools he needed to swim confidently in the icy waters without issue. For now, he would wander instead of swimming, looking for signs of his brother. First their mom had left them, and now it seemed his brother had disappeared as well. It was lonely being alone, and while polar bears were largely solitary, Tornjak did enjoy the company...sometimes...which was why they weren't attached at the hip...and why he was searching their favorite hunting grounds for his sibling.