Lucia ran playing in the snow, her padded feet barely making a sound. She tossed snow into the air, trying to bite it before it hit the ground again. Lucia loved the cold and loved the snow, especially because of her dense fur allowing her to stay warm.<br/><br/>Lucia stopped and laid down in the snow, eating some of it every once in awhile. Mostly she was panting. Trying to catch her breath from all of that running. Lucia was an adult by human standards, but still young by a wolf's.<br/><br/>She rolled in the snow, leaving a large and oddly shaped imprint. The snow was sticking to her fur, making it shimmer like diamonds in the sun. Lucia's tale swayed a little with her excitement. She swallowed some more snow before finally standing. Her usually black nose was almost white, as it too was covered in the soft ice crystals.<br/><br/>Lucia continued running, kicking up snow. A rabbit suddenly came running toward her. Lucia wasn't interested in hunting, only play, but she decided to chase it anyway as a sport. The rabbit was definitely panicked and had been running from something, but Lucia didn't realize that.<br/><br/>When the rabbit noticed her it veered off into a different direction and straight into a rabbit hole. Lucia tilted her head to the side, staring at the small hole, barely visible under the snow. She tilted her head again, but it was a wolfish shrug. She turned her back on the rabbit and looked for something better to do.<br/><br/>Trotting, she started toward the cave. Changing her mind, Lucia laid in the snow some more. She sprawled herself out on her side, her breathing returned to normal. Lucia could see the cave from where she lay, but she didn't feel like going inside just yet.