Ravensblood Forest halichoerus

’EY!! sobeille roared in delight as the snow-stalker made itself known; there was a brief flash of misty white and dark fur, and then she was practically face to face with the snowmigator.

sobeille bent in an answering playbow before darting down beneath the snow with a huff, listening to the creaks and groans of the forest. when she heard a shift in step she leapt from her own embankment like a clumsy jack in the box, diving back into the snow-hole again and waiting for her newfound playmate to make their next move.