“The fire days ago was insane! So weird to see the place all snowy again,” Gwenn exclaimed with a disbelieving chuckle. The styracosaur was trudging ahead as usual, though this early winter, she was leaving prints on a thin layer of snow rather than pushing through a knee-deep wall of it. She glanced back over her shoulder at Raze. He didn’t reply. He had been following her step, and didn’t even ask where they were going, which admittedly wasn’t unusu...
