Emberwood ; tamer animals

Snow fell silently, like tears of a wrath dripping from the sky. The frozen surroundings although familiar to the bear of a man, brought on a sense of nostalgia that wreaked havoc on his emotions. The chilly bit sank bone deep as the man ventured through the woods. His coat sat heavy, as though a burden that he just couldn’t shrug off.

It hadn’t been long since he had left the Wilds, but his return was much to soon for his own liking. Siarut scowled as he made his way along, a morbid air about him. It was easy for the polar bear to sink in, his coat served him well during the snowfall. His northern roots showing through.