Moonspear Are there mountains that surround us?

Weather: -3°F, partly cloudy.

Dune had finally decided to call it a night. There were still scattered clouds in the sky, but he saw the small sliver of moon poke out a few times, and it relieved him somewhat. He was convinced that the moon had some kind of power over all those who lived on this mountain now. Dune was entirely unaware of the unrest that had rippled through the pack, so when he came across the smell of blood, mixed with the smell of Gannet, he froze in his tracks, worry bursting through his veins.

The two were not close, but they were pack, and Dune knew that an injury in subfreezing temperatures was a recipe for disaster. Not only that, but Gannet was already injured. Rushing toward the smell, he came upon a motionless white and black lump of bone, muscle, skin, and fur. Red splattered around him, and Dune whined, nosing him gently to see if he still lived.