SO STEP INSIDE...
You walk through the undergrowth, the dew frosted grass brushing your legs as the crush the delicate, thin stems of jade green beneath you. A buzz sounds in your ear and you twitch your ears, flicking away a small fly as you make your way steadily across the large expanse of the moorland. You see the first speckles of snow begin to appear on the grass, dotting it with small, swift melting white. You raise your head, and see the mountains loom ahead, great hills of stone towering over the landscape, blocking even the low sun from view as you increase your pace, trotting eagerly towards the white and grey melded mountains.
You remember the message you had received, and carried on towards the mountains, bounding along, the crickets singing crankily as you dash past them, tail flowing behind you like a ribbon, your whiskers flying back as the cool, chilled mountain air hits you, and your paws sink into a large area of bright white snow in your path. Gazing upwards, you gasp as the sight of the huge, grey mountains beckon you closer, a murmur of approval sounding in your ears as you take your first steps towards the mountains, cool grey stone meeting your paws as you steadily walk forwards, swinging your head from side to side as you take in the beautiful landscape.
After trekking for half the day, the sun had fully risen and was beating down, not quite reaching the sleet and snow that covered the mountain thickly in layers upon layers of soft, white material.