Overture Downs musicals in winter

Paws treaded through the snow, leaving the distintive mark of a wolf with each step. She carried herself with a grace from history, but a hint of playfulness always came naturally to the devlishly sweet wolf. Though with her slight pudge from the obvious lazy nature, heavier steps came to be quite often. She walked through Overture Downs, a slight smile hanging from her face as her wisp of a tail dragged the snow flurries behind. Her coat pelted with the speckles of white, a cream onto the coffee as she gave no care to a shake.

At times one could see the older earthy fae stick her nose within the cold snow, as she playful smacked it around at times. She would prance, and dance upon it, erasing the beauty of fresh snow into a child's playground. However all of it could be seen in slow-motion compared to the excitment of a child, as she went quite slow with her playtime.

At the moment a light ball rolled between her paws. Completely away from perfect sphere, but good enough where she was able to roughly move it. A delightful smile hung on Aerasha's lips, as a pleased glint came before her bicolored eyes. She let out a small hum, playing the messy ball between her paws.