The Sunspire ground blizzard

@Andraste || 32F, Foggy, Mid-morning

Although the snow had halted, it still remained in the morning. Fog had swept in to make it a rather pale scene on the Sunspire's usually green oasis. Still he was enamored with the scene. Not once in his life had he seen so much snow. Some of it piled up from the sweeping winds through the mountain range and other spots enough for him to bound through.

In a feverish, but almost childlike state, he moved with large bounces. Each time he dipped down to meet the earth in landing he was brushed by the cold against his underside. Still he didn't seem deterred from making this travel in a fun fashion.