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I must admit I hate winter.. but with such studs around! everything is different! haha
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I jumped up, doing a 360 over a log and landing smoothly in the snow, keeping on barreling down the white slope on my snowboard. I ducked to avoid tree branches, seeing the black smoke coming from the log house in the distance. Me and some friends had reserved a house in the mountains for the weekend, taking advantage of the best time of the year for winter sports: at the crack between seasons, when the snow was still firm but the temperature wasn't a knife in your gut. I scooted left and right on the slope, checking for more good spots to leap off from, finally finding a nifty little natural ramp I needed to remember for later. I jumped off it, feeling these few seconds of airtime accelerate my heart rate. I slumped back on the snow, bending my knees and using my arms, until I stabilized my position again. The slope was getting smoother, so I casually stood up and slipped my paws in my pockets, letting gravity pull me towards the smoking cabin.
Jeger was here to practice his biathlon, a sport I had never understood. The shooting part looked like something that had slipped through the cracks, when people had decreted that "winter sports" should involve "snow" or "ice", and not "shooting from a stationary position that could be done just as easily indoors". Simba was also into snowboarding, though he was more the halfpipe genre, while I was the downhill type, obviously. All three of us had gotten up at 6:00 this morning to slip on the gear, and had decided to regroup around noon for some hot dogs. My stomach was gargling and I could already feel these sausages in my mouth.
I braked near the cabin, noticing my two friends were already there. The lion was waxing his board, while Jeger was hanging out nearby. He grinned at me when I got close, turning to face me, and I rolled my eyes. That buck, as smug as ever, had unzipped his winter coat, showing off his perfectly chiseled beef, seeming unaffected by the cold temperature. This was so like him, and of course, I didn't mind. These nipples looked rock hard.
I unstrapped my boots from the board and trotted to the pair, stretching out a little.
"Hey guys. Broke any records? Or laws?"
Charactheres
Artist: Sasha
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I must admit I hate winter.. but with such studs around! everything is different! haha
Story wrote by
I jumped up, doing a 360 over a log and landing smoothly in the snow, keeping on barreling down the white slope on my snowboard. I ducked to avoid tree branches, seeing the black smoke coming from the log house in the distance. Me and some friends had reserved a house in the mountains for the weekend, taking advantage of the best time of the year for winter sports: at the crack between seasons, when the snow was still firm but the temperature wasn't a knife in your gut. I scooted left and right on the slope, checking for more good spots to leap off from, finally finding a nifty little natural ramp I needed to remember for later. I jumped off it, feeling these few seconds of airtime accelerate my heart rate. I slumped back on the snow, bending my knees and using my arms, until I stabilized my position again. The slope was getting smoother, so I casually stood up and slipped my paws in my pockets, letting gravity pull me towards the smoking cabin.
Jeger was here to practice his biathlon, a sport I had never understood. The shooting part looked like something that had slipped through the cracks, when people had decreted that "winter sports" should involve "snow" or "ice", and not "shooting from a stationary position that could be done just as easily indoors". Simba was also into snowboarding, though he was more the halfpipe genre, while I was the downhill type, obviously. All three of us had gotten up at 6:00 this morning to slip on the gear, and had decided to regroup around noon for some hot dogs. My stomach was gargling and I could already feel these sausages in my mouth.
I braked near the cabin, noticing my two friends were already there. The lion was waxing his board, while Jeger was hanging out nearby. He grinned at me when I got close, turning to face me, and I rolled my eyes. That buck, as smug as ever, had unzipped his winter coat, showing off his perfectly chiseled beef, seeming unaffected by the cold temperature. This was so like him, and of course, I didn't mind. These nipples looked rock hard.
I unstrapped my boots from the board and trotted to the pair, stretching out a little.
"Hey guys. Broke any records? Or laws?"
Charactheres
Artist: Sasha
part of 
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1080 x 903px
File Size 354 kB
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