Shadewood I know the pieces fit

Yes, Tulok answered. He would not have mentioned it if he didn't want to stop. I don't want to travel in a storm. We can continue in the morning. 

The deagon found a thicket in a gnarled ball of tree roots; it was a little small but that could be remedied. No snow had touched the area, so he tested the ground to see if it was soft enough to dig into. It wasn't; winter had been cold here, and the ground was too hard. His next plan was to clear away some of the roots, so he got to work. He grabbed thinner ones with his powerful jaws and pulled. He put his front paws on other roots and pushed with his heavy weight to break them. It was looking promising so far.