Dragoncrest Cliffs don't bend over in the garden, granny, you know them taters got eyes

He flashes a glance at Dacio and Opalia before he turns quickly on his heels.  He's bigger than either of them, which means it might be harder to hide, but he has the advantage when it comes to color.  He's dark, where both of them are pale.  The redwoods have caused what snow that had fallen to not reach the ground yet; he finds the biggest sequoia tree he can find and nestles in its shadow beside a large rock, making sure to cover his pale white parts and the flashes of gold on either side of his face.  He slows his breathing and waits, hoping that nobody hides near him to ruin the illusion.