2/14/2026, 11:03 PM
Skoll is trotting through the snow, attempting to enjoy the one blip of sunlight in what feels like so long. He relishes the feeling of it on his fur. It's not warm, but just enough to make his energy come back to the forefront.
His tongue drags over his nose as he takes in the scents around him. All pack - which is nice - though nothing else notable cuts through the snow.
Birdsong sounds through his scent-tracking as his eyes scan to the nearby calls. He can't see it, but Skoll trails after the sounds anyway.
His tongue drags over his nose as he takes in the scents around him. All pack - which is nice - though nothing else notable cuts through the snow.
Birdsong sounds through his scent-tracking as his eyes scan to the nearby calls. He can't see it, but Skoll trails after the sounds anyway.