Moonspear Bitter

Open to anyone! <3

Winds that chilled one to the bone howled forebodingly. For any observer, they would find their vision nearly useless. Heavy snowflakes rained down in an un-relenting sheet of white, obscuring normally visible landmarks. Even here, in the far reaches of the Spear itself, Saviguk's world had been reduced to white fog and ice.

Wisely huddled just inside the entrance of his den, he stared outside with wide sea glass eyes. He had seen snow before, but never anything quite like this. Kukutux didn't want him nor Sialuk going beyond the mountain. And he wouldn't. Not in such treacherous weather. But he was bored. Noting that the snow was growing deep and accumulating just a little too much around the mouth of the den, he decided to be prudent. Inching his way outside, he set to work in digging the frosty powder away. It was hard work, with the snow piling back up again at a ridiculous rate. By the time he had made satisfactory progress, his poor little toes were chilled raw.