*SWISSSSSSSHHHH* *SWISSSSSSSHHHH*
The wind howled outside, fierce and unrelenting. Thick snow poured from the black sky, blanketing the world in white silence. Through the storm, a massive dark figure charged forward, cutting through the blizzard like a shadow given life. It moved with impossible grace, as if it ran not on the ground but atop clouds.
*Step-step-step-step-step*
Dusk's paws struck the earth in perfect rhythm, never breaking stride. He carried Leon and Enid on his broad back, his powerful muscles rippling beneath midnight fur. No magic fueled his speed—only raw strength. The snow was deep, piled high in drifts that would swallow a man whole, yet Dusk's legs barely sank. He ran flawlessly.
