Let It Snow

So far the God of the North seemed to favor Pharos recently always giving him company. So the north was a nice place to be, plus there was snow, a fun thing to walk in when one's legs were as long as his. And the fact he was creamy made him blend rather well in the snow, from a distance at least. As his legs carried him over the snow they did so in a dancing pattern, crossing each other every now and then and adding a few jumps. His tail wagged behind him like a metronome as his head moved to music in his own mind. Soon he started humming lost as he trotted along wondering if there would be anyone to join him in his dance.

It seemed the Gods once again granted his desire as he saw a wolf in the distance sitting in the snow. She looked like a torch, a beacon in this world. Dancing over he paused only a moment as he looked at her. She seemed saddened, troubled so doing what any wolf would do for a light in this land he danced around her. Well, maybe it wasn't something anyone would do but Pharos was one of a kind. Maybe his dance would cheer her up, of course he stayed at a good distance and hoped he didn't look much like something circling a target. "What seems to be the problem miss? Did something or someone make you sad? Perhaps if it is someone punishment will befall them." With that he did a little extra jump, that was a thought that made him happy.