Arrow Lake If you see something, say nothing and drink to forget

Over @Aurëwenn's little thicket where she raised her cubs, a cold spring shower began. But the air in the mountains was chill that day and the wind was strong, so by the time the rain reached earth, each drop had formed into fat flurries instead. These compelled Dragomir to emerge from the thicket wide-eyed into the wondrous storm, where he sat back on fat little haunches to watch the snow come down. It was warm in the sun and each pearly drop was quick to melt once it landed, but the sky was filled with huge flakes that transfixed the dark cub.

Within minutes, he had a scattered cloak of snow over his pitch puppy coat. He went cross-eyed trying to focus on the bits of snow clinging to the edge of his pink nose, and when the muscles surrounding his eye sockets began to ache, he snorted and sent the flakes flying. He watched them go with a rapid wave of his thin tail, quickly losing track of them.