March 01, 2018, 10:39 AM
Weather: 21°F, mostly cloudy. "Peaceful and quiet, the terraces are a perfect place to take a stroll and clear your mind."
Clouds continued to muddy the sky, but occasionally the sun would peek out from behind its covers and say hello. It was surprisingly warm, at least compared to the last week or so, and Dune was happy to be alive. In general, he was an optimistic sort, enjoying life's little pleasures and getting the most out of every day. He was settling into Moonspear quite nicely, and he felt like he was inching his way toward success there. What "success" meant, he was not sure.
He strolled on forward, vivid blue eyes taking in the stark white landscape and watching the occasional bird fly overhead and critters run across his path. He was not particularly hungry or motivated to hunt, so he simply let his legs continue carrying him wherever they wanted to.