Overture Downs collision

@Santiago Arcos - patchy heavy snow, 24 degrees.

It was cold today, the young wolf noticed. He couldn't remember experiencing snow like this, but here it was, clinging to his gray-and-brown splotched fur and chilling the pink of his paw pads. Clarence liked it, he found, smiling at the crunching beneath his feet. A very slight wave in his tail showed just how happy the boy was, free and relaxed for the first time in as long as he could remember. 

The valley was welcoming, stretched far and wide in all directions, though Clarence could see a mountain in the distance if he squinted just enough. This was a nice place, he thought.

Hunger rumbled in his stomach - the boy had been hungry for a while. But he was not a good hunter, and so relied on opportunistic attacks on unsuspecting small prey. Luckily for him, however, one opportunity was just about to arise. 

A rabbit, startled by his steps, dashed out of a bush to his right. Clarence was just a bit faster, and tackled the creature to the ground. Teeth dug into the back of its neck and cracked the spine, and blood began to pool on the otherwise white snow underneath, congealing clumps of shimmering burgundy that released steam as it cooled off. In much the same way, it clung to his white lips, matching the red of his eyes. It marred the white landscape, the brown rabbit and the spotted boy, both stained with blood.