oh, through bitter winds they roam,
a team alone, oh so far from home,
no master's call, no guiding hand,
lost in the cold, and a foreign land,
a howling tempest their only song.paws sore, and with a breath of ice,
each step a gamble: a haunting price,
oh, bitter winds, guide them home,
━━ welcome to 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗦,
a small sled dog roleplay.if you're interested in joining, comment
"A BITING COLD" below. tagging is also
appreciated. pages will be published after 5
individuals show an interest in partaking
in this roleplay.━━ 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥 / 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ,
this roleplay will feature numerous topics
that may be triggering or upsetting for
some readers, and will be rated mature ,these themes may include the following,
and the list may grow over time :━ mention of gore ,
━ mention of violence ,
━ mention of blood ,
━ mention of death ,
━ loneliness & despair ,
━ fighting & attacks ,
━ natural disasters ,