Firefly Glen [BWP P5] WHITEOUT v1

arcturus was nervous as he watched, waiting for his turn to eat. the snow came in miserable droves, the wind that accompanied it often forcing him to turn his muzzle aside. so forceful was the constant change of the wind, that he felt it played tricks on him - scents he would normally smell were obscured or diluted, and things he would normally see entirely invisible.

at the very least, the shifting snowstorm provided some measure of cover. arcturus started as his sister finished - wordlessly he sprung upon the doe, devouring what he could without bothering to chew. rip, tear, snap — the hot blood on his muzzle frosted nearly immediately, riming the beta’s dark chin in thin pink.

having ate what he could (a pitiful amount too - his stomach had grown small and lean) arcturus made to move, and it was then he saw a dark shadow lurching from the parting snow. arcturus did not recognize maia for who she was at all — as far as he knew she was just another stranger. with a belligerent bellow arcturus made to move over the doe, teeth flashing as he struggled to pull aside hydra.

so trained was his focus on the newcomer, and so drowned were his senses by the snow, that arcturus did not spot the pale dart of champagne to the side of him — and he foolishly left the doe woefully exposed.