Passing by another window, Hobbes stopped to look out on the falling snow. No gentle flakes of powder, these were near blizzard proportion outpourings. He felt as if every single bone in his body ached for an instant at the snow's presence. As he quickly rounded on his heels to return the direction he had just come, his penguin companion, Ren, let out a soft barking noise.<br/><br/>"Oh , hush. I can try to make friends and influence people later. Something important is up."  The penguin bobbled his head from side to side in dismay and waddled off alone as Hobbes made his way for the library once again.<br/><br/>(to the library)