Lion Head Mesa ashes

The desert was not usually associated with snow or ice, but the recent weight of winter had caused the land to become white regardless of what was normal; and so when Nazli ventured outside of the palace for the first time in what felt like weeks, she saw it, and she felt it: the red dirt of Akashingo covered in a layer of fine white which melted with each step.
She had been sent to fetch something; however, once she was among the crags and once-familiar paths, the snow had her baffled. Nazli promptly forgot what her errand was! She became focused only on pressing her paws in to a patch of snow, or sniffing at the ground, and even - without thinking of the propriety of it - she dove for a pile of snow and rolled!
It was fun, and cold, and exhilarating! And not at all appropriate for the fellahin.