Dawn came grey and gloomy and cold. Despite being protected from the worst of it, the cold still made considerable parts of the den chilly. Doon groggily walked toward the exit on cold-stiff legs, making his way out into the gloom he began to stretch and yawned widely once or twice as he got his bearings. Through the trees Doon could make out portions of the imposing mountain range he'd gone around, taking a moment to determine south using them as a guide he made his way in that general direction.
Stepping on a hidden patch of ice though soon sent him tumbling down a short hill, all paws flailing and tossing up snow, and his heart sank as he caught a glimpse of a wolf in his path. Opening his mouth to shout a quick warning it quickly filled with snow as he tumbled through a drift, bounced off snow-covered stump and ploughed into the wolf. Righting himself quickly Doon immediately checked on who he'd run into, "Right sorry 'bout that! Damn ice hidin' beneath the snow, you alright?"
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