the kingsroad

"Okaaay..." She murmured. They weren't really supposed to get too close to the rapids, but that was because the water was supposed to be water again and not ice. But everything was frozen! No matter where she looked, everything was covered in snow. Blah! "We'll just be really careful." The snow made sniffing things out so much harder than she'd thought it would be. Everything in the den smelled rich and earthy, smoky and alive. Outside it just smelled... like wet? Was wet a smell? Fable sneezed, a great big powerful sneeze that launched her back onto her butt right into the snow. Yelping from the cold, she launched immediately forward again and stumbled into Satire. "I'm sorry! It's just s-so cold!" This was a bad idea... but food. Food. Her mouth started to water. "Alright! Time to get really serious, I'm serious - really!" With a determined look on her face, Fable set about picking up the scent. Beneath all the wet and the cold she could just make out the light, musky scent of rabbit. Her tail stuck straight up like a victory flag. "I've got it! I've got it! This way!" And off she trundled, determined to fetch a tasty meal.