Neverwinter Forest Silent Night

@Gyda for joining Sleeping Dragon!

Not long after the race with the mountain wolf, Hush turned his route further inland, shivering at the salty winds that blew over from the ocean. It was slightly, slightly warmer in the heartlands and the forests that shadowed the mountains were warm, blocking out most of the winds that ripped from the peaks down into the plains. Hush took refuge here as night began to fall, bringing a deeper chill with it.

He was lucky to find a den quickly - a hollowed out log, large enough for himself and perhaps another wolf (provided they were not that large) provided him shelter, at least for the night. The coywolfdog stuck his head inside the log, sniffing around, only to jolt and quickly back himself out as a raccoon hissed angrily at him, its fur raising to make it look twice its size. Undeterred, Hush snarled his rattling snarl, baring long fangs inherited from his wolf blood, with all of the wicked sharpness of a coyote's. If he managed to get this beast out, he would have a place to sleep for the night. If he killed it, he could have a meal, killing two birds (mustelids?) with one stone.