Skyrim

I walked up the snow ridged mountain eating an apple and watching Hawk Eye run and play in the snow, I was trying to get up to my cave before night fall came to the skies, I had a pocket full of gold coins, a smile on my face and blood on my hands. I had a good day. I ran to Hawk eye and threw snow at him playing around with him as we climbed the steep mountain, the smell of fresh untouched snow filled my lungs and filled my mind with peace. My feet were starting to get cold and I still had not found the entrance to my cave, Hawk eye whimpered I looked up at the sky as the wind picked up speed as black clouds came rolling in.

I didn't want to admit it, but I had lost the Elk I was tracking. It was the third one this week. It was apparent that I wouldn't be making it home tonight. Quite disappointed, and rather cold, I trudged on to look for a place to sleep tonight. Mountains always seemed abundant in caves, and I only hoped the Divines or even Daedra favored me this night. With the luck and blessing of Mara and her love, it didn't take long to find a cave to make camp in. Before my hopes became uncrushably high, I realized the cave floor was covered in ice and snow. I frowned, almost as if glaring at the snow, wishing it knew how displeased I was. "I really was looking forward to avoid having to wander in deep to find a suitable place to rest." I mumbled as I trudged in upset and cold. My attire hardly provided warmth, and I needed to make a fire soon. I wished I had caught something to eat, my stomach growled with hunger. I heard a small noise and paused. After a little, I saw a fox run off into the cave. I smiled as I grabbed my bow and crouched. Perhaps Hircine hadn't given up on me yet. I began tracking the fox deeper into the cave.