Razorback Ridge Winter at it's finest

@Ace

The sun disappeared behind a grey overcast, and a great stillness fell over Razorback Ridge. After that a howling blast of freezing wind rose, making the trees sway vigorously back and forth.  It grew dark, and salt-like snow began hissing across the ground. Whisper braced herself as she attempts to make it back to a vacated bear den she found, a bleeding hare lay dead between her jaws.