Dead weight

This place had to look better in the spring. At least that’s what she thought looking at all the dull bare branches. She sighed at the ugliness, soft snow blanketing the ground. Ruby watched her paws make prints as she wove between the nooks trees. This land was large, definitely would make for a good home. Her nose made note of every scent. Little shrubs also dotted the paths. Only a few tufts of dead grass poking out from underneath the snow. There must be something more interesting deeper in right?

She sighed scattering some of the snow with her paws. The ground underneath was a dark muddy brown. Flecks of white sparkling in the sunlight. Still this did not bring any excitement. This trip better not be a waste of her time. She supposed she preferred auester weather over whatever this was. Still it had to be done, so she continued to explore.