Benjamin opened the front door. Instantly, a gust of cold wind and snow blew inside. It had snowed all night, leaving a knee deep snow that capped the ground of the town. Juneau was the first out the door, dashing around outside and visibly happy to see the snow. He dove head first into the powder, hopping out and shaking out his chocolate brown pelt. Panting happily, he loped through the snow and over to Benjamin, who was zipping up his heavy winter coat. Leaping up, he put his forepaws on the musher's chest, curved tail wagging. "Alright, alright. C'mon you guys, let's go get you hitched up." The man said with a chuckle, shoving the husky off him. Juneau danced in a circle and quickly followed after as Ben led them to the barn not far out back.
Stark bounded outside after the lead dog, pouncing into the snow. Bringing his now snow-covered head up, he turned to glance at the others, panting. "C'mon! Time to go!" He barked enthusiastically, shaking off his head and dashing after Benjamin and Juneau, leaving a trail of spraying snow behind him.