It was somewhere in the middle of March. They were at the state furthest to the North in America. The ground was still matted by thick, white layers of snow, and the forest had a coat of silver on.
Sitting in the snow sled, the wind roared beside Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke's ears. Clean snow unfurled around them as they dashed through the vast land without a single worry or doubt.
Before them, a group of professionally-trained dogs galloped. An idyllic scene.
When they had stopped, the beautiful Yan Zheke, with her lovely fur hat and all-white outfit, spoke. Her eyes were twinkling and her voice contained amusement.
"They are so adorable! But I prefer Huskies!"
"Huskies?" Lou Cheng could hardly agree to that, muttering, "But they are silly and goofy and dumb…"
Hearing his diatribe on huskies, Yan Zheke could not hold it in any longer. She covered a glove over her mouth and let out a laugh.
"What is it?" Lou Cheng asked blankly.
