Blackfeather Woods winter is coming

Just like that, Miraak was gone. Atshen remained in position for quite some time as he dwelled over just what had happened. But, eventually, the young man pushed himself onto all fours and shook off the snow that had clamped to his fur when he was on the ground. Unsure what to feel Atshen stole a glance in the direction of where the older wolf had gone before going his own way in the opposite direction.