Razorback Ridge Winter at it's finest

“I got a terrible dream about my past.” He said in a low voice. He decided not to explain the details about his nightmare. All the scenes that he saw in his metal image were dreadful and horrendous. Whisper would be very sad and shocked if he described his nightmare. Besides, she already got frightened today. Ace didn’t want to scare her off and make her sad at the same time. Quietly, he padded through the falling snow and he sat in front of the female wolf. “Are you okay?” He said placidly, his black tail falling on the white ground. His solicitude was shown by the fact that he took his time to examine Whisper’s muzzle. He was trying to make sure that she doesn’t have the marks on her face. Thank god she didn’t have them.