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[slimestone]

. MÙIRNE The snow lay thin on the ground, and a slight breeze had picked up. The sun shone high in the sky as noon approached, and it glinted off the surface of the snow, giving it a slightly blue tinge. In many places, the snow had melted and patches of dirt and grass showed. The few spruce trees that had stayed around the outskirts of the town were still green and full, with layers of snow decorating their branches. Mùirne picked her way carefully along the ground, the cold snow biting at her pads. Her old home had been a lot warmer, and it rarely snowed. Luckily, her thick coat prevented too much of the cold getting to her, but she couldn't say she was completely comfortable. She wanted to find a nice warm, dry place to rest, and this area had caught her attention as she could smell other dogs here too. So far she hadn't found much shelter, but then again, she'd only just come out of the forest. The old, abandoned factory loomed ahead, towering above her. It had long since stopped emitting any sort of smoke, but its effects could still be seen on the surrounding area. The old wire-mesh fence that enclosed it had since rusted, and a gaping hole allowed admittance. Mùirne warily sniffed it, but found no previous scent-markings of other dogs. Good, she thought, maybe I can finally find some place to rest. However, upon looking at the ominous building, she wasn't sure if she wanted to stay here. She found a small caravan not too far away, its door hanging off the old hinges. She ran towards it, nimbly jumping inside. There, she found a mouldy bed and cracked plates all over the floor. She could smell the reek of feral rats and decay. She sighed, but jumped onto the bed anyway to rest her feet. At least the snow wasn't biting her paws here. . Words: 323. . Posting Order: slimestone [Mùirne]. . Comments: Yay! First post x3