- Sep 15, 2022
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Ah yes, the snow. Pretty. Soft. Cold.
And almost too deep for Yewberry to walk in.
He lifted his paws higher than usual as he trudged on, heading nowhere in particular. His wounds were freshly healed, but he wasn't ready to go out just yet. He would wait until he was SURE they were fully healed and scarred.
As he passed under the tall rock, misfortune struck. He stopped for a split second, and that was all it took for the snow piled on top of it to loosen and fall right on top of him, burying him completely. He didn't even get the chance to squeak in surprise.
The snow had ATTACKED HIM.
@Echolight .