Snow And Trees Background Novels & Stories

Especially when you are the reward, with that Aaron set off too. Aaron was as fast as Snow was, maybe even more than her, but then he was enjoying the chase and so let her have the lead. But he would tease her by catching up close to her and nipping at her tail, only to let her run off again. This continued for a while until Aaron just jumped on Snow, taking her down with him, but making sure that she was in his grip as he took the blow, hitting the ground first. I can't wait anymore mate, was all he said before they both mated in wolf form.

I'm surrounded by death. I’m in a forest, of sorts. Sun rains down in a cascade of dappled beams, touching upon the ground, which is layered is fluffy white snow. It continues to fall, achingly slowly, riding the sweet breeze that drifts through this place. The snow doesn’t come from the sky, though, but from the trees, which is caked in it. Not to mention, how warm the air is, where snow should never exist. Silence, an ethereal predator, stalks through an ancient graveyard of trees, haunting the sparse remainder of life that feed upon death. Some trees still stand tall, others weak, their foundations crumbling.

He tore out into the forest, Jeremy nipping at his heels. They started on the usual loop, the ground soft beneath his paws. Snow swirled down from the sky, gathering in his fur, and sticking to the bare branches of the deciduous trees. Tall pines and blue spruce rose to the sky, dotted with bits of snow. They left paw prints behind them in the thin layer of white, tearing up clouds of it as they tore past. Alyx knew he should be weary of ice, but he was having too much fun.

“Describe it to me, the cabin, the snow, everything.” “It’s a little cold out here, wouldn’t you rather go inside?” She shakes her head. “Alright then, let’s see. It’s a small log cabin with lots of trees around it. There is so much snow on the ground. With the sun shining the snow looks like it is covered in diamonds. It’s very beautiful.”

Alexis (in flashback pov) The chilly winter night and freezing sky was covered under the sparkling white snow and footprints of tiny feet disappeared within seconds, leaving no trace of any human existence. The forest's canopied by a thick white layer of ice and the clouds weave the violet sky.

In the heart of Willowbrook, they found solace, hope, and the promise of a love that could endure any storm. As the seasons transitioned from the vibrant colors of autumn to the crisp embrace of winter, Emily and Ryan discovered a shared love for nature's wonders. They spent weekends immersed in the beauty of the surrounding countryside, capturing its essence through Emily's art and Ryan's skilled photography. They embraced the serenity of snow-covered landscapes and the whispered secrets of frozen lakes, finding inspiration in the quietude of nature's embrace.

[Zeve’s POV] The picturesque snowy terrains were like a white paradise. They had the flowy wisps of snow scattering in the air like fog even at the slightest winds. The snow had blanketed the grounds in shades of grey and black, like cotton. Sometimes my eyes were on the highest peak, faintly visible on the horizon and sometimes around me, on the fir forests where the viridian leaves looked as if they were painted with pure white paint. I was so busy looking around everywhere else that I missed my footings several times, either tripping on rocks beneath the ankle-deep snow or sliding on grounds covered with ice.

I mutter with a devilish grin on my face. After we stoically make it back to the car, and I tip the bellhop, Tammy and I face the three-hour journey up to her cottage in the mountains. We chatter and natter the whole time, whilst singing along to the songs playing on the radio as melodic background noise. About two hours in, we finally start to descend the mountain that has been taunting us with its presence ever since we got out of the congestive airport. The mountains are covered with a rug of trees; green, yellow, scarlet and orange, but their bare tops are scarfed and beribboned with a sprinkling of snow. From carved rocky outcrops, waterfalls drift like skeins of white lawn, and in the

After a three hour ride, Oren turned off the main road into the woods. He and Loril wended their way through the trees and dead underbrush for another two hours. The large densely populated trees kept the bulk of the new falling snow from accumulating on the ground, but enough of the white stuff was falling to give the area beneath the trees an inch or two. Occasionally the barren tree limbs became too heavy with snow and large deposits of it dropped to the ground making a strange whipping sound as the branch whooshed back into place. It also wasn’t uncommon to hear the loud snapping of branches so laden with snow that they broke under the weight instead of sheading their burden. Each time a

Cassie shivered and rubbed her hands together for warmth as she scanned her surroundings. The full moon and clear night sky illuminated the forest by reflecting off the snow, making it the brightest a forest could get by starlight and brighter than any summer night. Evergreens and naked elm trees jutted out from an endless blanket of thick, soft, knee-deep snow that frosted her ass as she crouched behind a cedar bush. He stalked through the snow in relentless pursuit of his prey. She could sense his evil as though it floated on the breeze, but she didn't move, nothing did, and the quiet eeriness announced his approach.