Shadewood but you wear blood well for one so gentle

forward-dated for sometime early next week to give him time to get from the northeastern coast to here. for @Ketzia.

it is within the shadowed shelter of the woodland with towering oaks and elms that unatak heads towards as the snowfall grows heavier. the heavy powdered snow shifts beneath each step he takes until it thins and tapers into the crunch of faintly dusted bracken beneath. a glimpse towards the canopy of the woodland tells the razorback that it collects most of the snow upon thick limbs and spindly branches and for this he is grateful.

he gives his coat a good shake to dispel the snowfall that has collected on the coarse hairs of his winter coat before trudging deeper into the forest. it's not as exactly inland as he was hoping to remain; ever kindling distaste for the sticky saltwind of the coast remains faint in the air here ( though his fur could easily be saturated with it for all he knows ). it would do, he decides with little other choice.