Hoshor Plains show yourself

"Yeah!" he chimed, waggling his tail and beginning a prance towards where he was last at. Winston wasn't a picky boy, but even he was not loving the mud blades underneath the snowfall. He'd been searching all day for a good place to eat! "Why, it's not too far," he looked up to the sky-- "well," he tried to think, "that I remember.." It wasn't! "Whats your name?" He bubbled with interest!