The next day...
Night woke up. He was still tired and hurt from yesterday but he manged to get up and walk outside. Under his paws the earth was wet and muddy. Only little snow mounds were left and they were muddy and melting fast. Night heard the birds and the rushing stream thats right beyond the trees. He smiled and made his was to the river. Night took a deep breath of flowers.

Winter wonderlands can wait, but it's just so pretty when it's not deadly.