Baridi Mokovu walked against the wind as it picked up. It was harsh and hostile not resenting to even the slightest breeze. He pushed his way into a rocky valley where the wind was not so harsh. It echoed in the valley like a faint whistle, and soon he found a settle cave where he could stay and try to keep warm. It was a cold stone cave with no living plants around and only a small corner where water dripped down the wall to collect in a small puddle. It was so bare and clearly had been empty for a long time, he wondered if anyone had been here before. His muscles shook and shivered in an attempt to keep himself warm.
He curled up on the rocky earth and felt the coldness of the ground below him seep into his fur and cool his body. He could not help but feel comforted however by this, it was like his home when he was just a cub. A never ending chill that would have you waking up with your very own breath visible in front of you. He smiled and curled up, trying to enjoy the brief warmth he created. He could not help but feel his eyes slowly start to close.
