Silver Moraine move it on over

Weather: 15°F, Snow (2-5 inches) throughout the day.

The snow had not ceased since it had started yesterday. Thankfully, it was not a heavy fall, and Dune had spent the night with his nose tucked under his tail to keep warm as it continued to fall around and on top of him. When he finally awoke the next morning, an inch or two had accumulated, blending him in perfectly with the landscape. He looked more like a giant snowdrift than a wolf, and only when he blinked away the snow and his icy blue eyes squinted in the snow did he appear as anything else.

He rose, shaking and sending snow in all directions. Even without the snow covering him from head to toe, he was well hidden due to the striking white of his fur. His nose, eyes, and paw pads were the only non-white attributes he possessed. The terrain here was rough and rocky, but thankfully the snow cushioned the worst of it, and Dune continued to travel the natural road in a general southwestern route.