Cold Grass

Tch. Fog everywhere. I tried to shake off the stiffness, and suddenly my heavy talons actually moved. Took a slow, thumping step forward into the damp green grass. It was freezing cold against my claws. A low snort puffed from my nostrils, clearing a tiny swirl of mist. Annoying weather, but... I am undeniably awake now. Hmph.