Bramblepoint Thorns no Rose

Backdated following this thread: https://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=53538 @Lenina

As they broke the tree line the blizzardlike wind whistled through the branches and what remained of the leaves. Despite the coming of winter and their fruits coming out of season the trees still filled the air with sweet scents.

Journeying further the wind became less and less of a burden and Andr could feel his ability to retain his body temperature increase. Though the tree may be barren of fruit several bushes were still adorned with colorful berries. Their taste may be a bit off but potentially still edible.

This evening food and especially berries were not on Andr's mind. His goal was to get Lenina out of the cold and someplace comfortable for the evening. He felt it was the least he could do.

While the bushes created a barrier for this wind they also harbored sharp thorns that caught fur and scraped against the nose and face. Coming into the woods he had stayed at Lenina's backside acting as a wind barrier. Now shielded by the natural elements, he politely moved up the side of her and took the lead being the first one to encounter the burdensome thorns in the hopes that his larger size would grant her easier passage as they searched for a place to rest.