Snowforest Taiga Anguished.

For @Kigipigak! :D

The winter's seething seemed to grow stronger, as expected, but something was clearly off about the way things were coming. Snow fell in one direction, and did so in a way to where he could feel it thumping against his coat like faint rocks. Increasing wind speeds did not make things any better either, because it was also getting difficult to see jackshit around here.

Yeah, fuck trying to go any deeper through in search of a pack -- Kaster either needed to find his own shelter now or spend his grave beneath the snow.

And so was the archer's current mission -- a small dig-out he'd been creating for the past hour. Not quite big enough to be considered a den yet, but it was getting there. Beside the woodland sire was a stack of two hare's he'd managed to find along the way, and hopefully he'd be able to create a separate space for it soon or else the scent of blood might attract some unwarranted visitors.

But perhaps that was too late...