winter wonderland

There was something sharp and crisp about the still night air that was refreshing and welcome. He didn't know why, but he wasn't about to ruin the mood by overthinking things. Better to just enjoy the night, right? nd tonight was a good one in his opinion. The blonde wolf found himself deep within the snowy reaches of Kennocha Lake- an icey wasteland, some might argue- but not to him. There was something alluring about the frozen laketop and the spiraling pillars and looping arcs that erupted from it's surface. The night was surprisingly clear, too, leaving a cloudless sky with a bright moon and a million dazzling stars painted onto a dark canvs in plain view to any who tipped their head toward the heavens.

With a mischevous grin the green-eyed wolf suddenly ran toward the lake, leaping out on it to slide super fast across its surface with a laugh.

"Speech"