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Throwaway [PRP]
« on: January 05, 2014, 04:23:22 PM »
Cold. It had been so cold lately, his bones were achey and his mind seemed numb from the weather.  The wind had picked up and the temperature had plummeted since the sun shad gone down, causing Knox to shiver with each step he took.  And with each step he took, he grew more and more lost.  The howling wind and blinding snow had thrown him off, and even inhibited his senses, he could smell or see where he was.

Being so, he wouldn't have known he had stumbled across the borders of Inaria, all he was aware of was that he was cold, and it was getting colder by the minute, if he couldn't find some place to hole up soon, it would be inevitable that he would perish by the elements.  Shivering, the male  squinted his eyes, looking through the snow to find some place near by for shelter, anywhere he could rest his weary paws, and luckily he had found one, a small rock overhang.  It wasn't much, but it would do to keep him out of the cold and wind for now, until the storm subsided. 

Staggering over to the rock, the wind nearly blew him over twice, and the wind that bit at his watery eye made them freeze and hurt, the whole process was a pain in the ass.

A few steps further and he had made it, setting his paws on cold, but dry ground, he shook out his coat, sighing, and thinking whoever put this here.

This would be a good place to rest for a while, at least until the storm passed over.