[b] Cold Winter's Day (Frostbitten & Tidal Terror)
Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2022 3:55 pm

It was bone-chillingly cold, the wind whipping around his face and leaving it stinging. Frostbitten stood at the mouth of the cave he had just surfaced from, looking out at the barren trees with their empty branches, all of the leaves gone, covered instead with bough-breaking amounts of snow and ice. Everything felt muted in a way that was almost deafening; he thought he couldn't even hear himself think in this kind of weather, though the actual storm had passed.
He stepped out into the woods, ignoring the way his hooves sank deep into the snowdrifts, and set out. It was with a single-minded determination that he was even leaving to go anywhere: a determination that would hopefully end in the success of finding who he was looking for.
He stepped out into the woods, ignoring the way his hooves sank deep into the snowdrifts, and set out. It was with a single-minded determination that he was even leaving to go anywhere: a determination that would hopefully end in the success of finding who he was looking for.