Blixt-Watsonia-Corp

Snow covered the ground in a fine layer, the surface mostly undisturbed, save for a few trails crisscrossing through it. Faala poked her head up through the snow, huffing as she shook the snow off her head. Looking around the area, she saw a couple of snow covered rocks poking up from beneath the white sheet that covered the landscape. She was trying to spot Napoleone, whom she was supposed to meet somewhere around this area. Why it had to be in such a difficult spot she couldn’t quite understand. It didn’t help that he had a mostly white coat either. Napoleone laid quietly on one of the rocks, his tail curled around him and hidi