All was quiet outside, Bell had noticed. Bell was a purple, white, and blue wolf with wings. She sparkled her normal green and picked her clover to her mouth, stepping outside. It was empty, like winter didn't exist.
A young boy named Jhonny opened his eyes at the sudden cold. He saw what looked like his pet dog with wings flying outside, thousands of miles of snowclouds behind her in a line. The dog winks at the boy and flies off.
The kid blinks and there is no sign of the dog left, other than unending snow for the first time in years. He turns around and sees a large Christmas present wrapped up in red and gold paper. He opens it and finds a small puppy that looked like the dog he saw outside, and carried the snow-wolf tradition onwards.