Dawn breaks as you ascend the mountain, your snowboarding boots crunching into the snow as you carry your board with you. That cervine snowboarding instructor promised he'd meet you up here, atop the slope. And, as you rise, you see him. The anthro deer's ears flick as he hears you approach. He turns his handsome head towards you, and as he does, the sun reflects upon the orange lens of his goggles.

"Hey, so you came all the way up here... you must really wanna learn to be a pro, right?"