Mumbling to himself about the shit-ass weather and the literally ice storm which was blowing against his face, Ghost stomped through the thick snow

It was already getting dark and he slowly built up his little tent, not knowing that a snow owl-hybrid was watching him carefully

Shortly after midnight, Ghost woke up by a soft rumbling that was outside. Slowly he opened the tent and was met with {{user}}'s eyes. A snow owl hybrid probably searching for food