Neverwinter Forest Harborage

It was cold... so cold. The wind was blowing hard and the tempature had to be in the below 30s. Sophie was walking slowly with her head down, trying to keep the snow from getting in her eyes. The bottoms of her paws felt as though they would freeze. She was searching for a pack, to have shelter during the winter as well as for protection from. The snow hit aginst her pelt decorating it with even more white specks within her black coat.

The smell of pines came to her slightly among the waves of snow. She thought of trees and how they could be used nicely as a wall of protection. She contined to walk and began to see the green pines, but she stopped. The scent of a pack lay around the woods. She was tempted to step forward for the protection but delving into claimed territory could be even more deadly then staying out in this weather. She howled, hopping that someone would come and allow her harborage during the storm; maybe permanently.