King Elk Forest Water to wine and the finest of sands

Here ya go, @Loa

Mawk had had a busy day. Two newcomers to the pack and the situation with Illecebra, along with other things, was getting to him and he felt like he needed a rest. A break, a break from the stress he was feeling. Being a wolfdog, controlling his instincts and emotions were hard as both sides of him tugged and pulled - oftentimes he felt like he would just snap. Believe me, he had snapped before. It had hurt those around him and it had made him fearful.... of himself. He was capable of much more than he imagined and he had left his troubles behind temporarily so he could have a rest, but the blizzard had decided when to strike and it was more than annoying. The thick snow was passed his ankles in many places and it was unbelievably irritating.

With a sigh, the wolfdog plopped onto his stomach under the shelter of a large tree. The straggly epsilon wasn't the greatest fan of the cold.