Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161102034454/@comment-31605619-20161105054242

Quince heard growls and barks ahead, barks that the pawsteps he had absentmindedly been following seemed to lead to. The burly grey wolf broke into a heavy gallop, and he yelped in surprised, just managing to dodge to the side as a scrawny wolf rocketed past him, seemingly retreating from something. Quince slowed to a trot. Is this really a good idea..? Though he knew by now that the wolves ahead would likely soon catch his scent if they hadn't already, though whether they were friendly or not it was impossible for him to discern. He leapt up with high bounds that didnt carry him very far, in an attempt to grt some high ground. Though, that didnt work, as he just sank into the heavy snow on the side of the 'path'. Soon he found himself quite stuck, and quite cold. He grunted in annoyance, lifting and putting down his paws, as that was all he could do to keep them, already numb, from becoming totally useless in the freezing temperature.