Desolate Blizzard

He grinned at her gloating, a soft chuckle puffing free of his jaws, whipped away by the irritable snow storm that now lashed the flanks of Volkan.

He’d still won in a way, even by conceding, because he’d gotten the girl laughing, and that was something he liked—making others happy and laughing. Still, the wind and ice were stinging through the fur on his ears, and as she prodded him, alight with curiosity, he grinned, eyes rolling to the sky as he rose to his paws, shaking the snow off his rump and tail as he moved and examined the mountainside, digging into the snow until he’d formed a large blockade that diverted the wind around it.

There he flopped, a paw patting the ground as he smirked at him. “I think you’ll just have to visit and find out. We’ll call it a surprise. But I think – I hope – that you’ll like it and be able to get years of use out of it, wherever your life leads you.”

He smiled lightly adding, “And once I make a friend, I try to meet them more than once.”

Word Count: 189
Total: 3547

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think