Swiftcurrent Creek Restless Dreams

Night had fallen upon them in an arch of color. But Arric had woken swiftly as the first snowflake touched the earth. Ears forward, head erect, a smile split his face, as the white pieces of snow fell upon his black head, holding fast to the eyelashes of his sky blue eyes.

He breathed in and out, breath turning the air in front of him into smoky gray. The stars shining through the gloom, only just as the sky spit frozen rain.

He held out a paw, letting the snowflakes land upon it, and there was a lift of cold to his eyes to further study. A small smile on his face.