Aspen led his 6 strong herd (including him) through the snow. He found a tree with soft bark. He nodded to the tree and reared up, stripping it of most of it's bark. Aspen placed the bark on the ground, and his herd gathered around and ate the bark. The only other buck, Slash, walked up to a piece next to Aspen and ate it. Slash finished and looked at him, "This winter is easy.. for now." Aspen nodded, "We are lucky to have even found this tree." Aspen looked up, finding more bark at the top and high middle. He looked at his herd. They were finishing eating. He grunted, "Finish up.. we need to keep moving. If we stay here too long, predators will come for sure." The does licked the two fawn's, Delilah and Dakota's, backs, ridding it of snow. Delilah, the youngest fawn, sighed, "How much longer? My hooves hurt!" Dakota, who was growing his antlers slightly whined too, "Yea! I want some plants!" Aspen snorted, "It won't be long. We will find something good soon." Aspen looked in the distance. There were more trees, the majority of them stripped of bark. I hope.