RE: The nearby plants sparkle with autumn frost.
He exhaled the breath he'd been holding deeply, pushing his round ears down to his square head as tightly as he could in anticipation for the freezing wind that seemed to have appeared from nowhere. His eyes were locked on the substance falling a few feet ahead of him, collecting in small white piles just inches from the carved out entrance of the den he shared with his wife and two lovely daughters. This would be their first real winter, one in which they would be able to participate instead of relying on the abilities of their parents for food and safety--eventually both girls would require their own den. He envied how quickly they had grown, as if time were slipping away from him, but to see them nearing their first year pleased him even more, and he hoped to continue the tradition once more with Iopah the upcoming season.
He inhaled sharply, yawning with a wide stretch before turning toward his wife who had joined him in taking the first day off in months of patrolling their heavily scented borders. It seemed liked ages ago since they had time to themselves, and he was certain that it would get shorter with each child their reared together, but it was almost a coincidence that neither of them had important matters to finish with a member from the neighboring land, a loner, or those of the pack. For once, they had the luxury of simply enjoying each other. " I never thought I'd miss the sight of snow..." his voice was low, in hopes of not disturbing one of the girls as he turned his head in the direction he expected his wife to be curled up in. "what about you?"
it was an innocent enough question he supposed.