Chimera Fields (;*´Д`)ﾉ

Dash frequented the eastern parts of the Chimera Fields where the grasses (or the snows, this time of year) ran up against the rather ironically-named Neverwinter Forest. The Coterie wolves had been settled in the Forest for a short time now, and Dash often found himself venturing from their hideaway for a breath of fresh air. Something about the tree branches constantly blocking out his view of the sky made him feel clausterphobic. 

Dash had yet to venture this far west, and had he come this way in the warmer months he would have been facinated to observe the mark of the tornado upon the fields, cutting a deep trench across the grasses as far as the eye could see. As it was now though, the gully was mostly obscured by a thick layer of snow, more or less disguising its existence from anyone unfortunate enough to take a misstep. 

As it happened, Dash was a misfortune magnet. The boy sank down into the hidden gully with a yelp of surprise, and his cry rang out across the fields. He found himself up to his neck in snow, reminding him acutely of the avalanche that had buried him and his sister so many months ago. The memory triggered more panic. Dash thrashed about desperately, and a stream of whines and yelps spilled from his throat.  He could feel himself sliding deeper into the ravine, and he was too wound up to realize that his wild attempts at escape weren't really helping things.