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The reek of black powder stung her nose and clung to the back of her throat. The cough jerked out of her, and she clapped a hand to her mouth as if she could stifle it after the fact.

With a thud muffled by padding, the gun lowered. A face appeared through layers of wool and linen, brows arched in question.

She choked back another cough, eyes burning, and shook her head. She was fine. It was nothing.

Fathomless brown eyes gazed at her for another long heartbeat, then he nodded and turned back to his work.

Standing on her toes, she peered over his head. It was as much to do her job as it was to escape the sharp odour of gun powder.

The snowy expanse was untouched save for the delicate tracks of the creatures they stalked. He hadn’t hit anything.

Fine black grains streamed from the tip of the horn into the waiting maw of the barrel. She watched it disappear, like the tiny wriggling worms frantically consumed by the baby robins in their tree. Ugly bald heads poking up over the rim of the makeshift nest—she had watched them for hours.

A grunt to get her attention, then they stood from their hideout and crunched through the snow, to follow the tracks of their prey.

Hi, I’m from Canada, and suddenly I live in a meat freezer.

We had a mild winter. A very mild winter. All of Canada, but especially where I live, where it’s usually cold and snowy.

And now, quite suddenly, all of Canada decided to stop giving a fuck, and now places that don’t get snow EVER are getting 6-8 centimetres a day, schools are closing, power-lines are falling from angry winds (pretty sure I heard the Weather Network say Ontario had 70km/hr winds), and accidents are a given. My friend, who is in the army in Ontario, complained that the navy, which is stationed in my provincial capital, has the day off due to snowfall. Granted, the navy is a little bitch in the hierarchy of military (going air force, ground army, navy, in terms of pay and badassery), but the fact that Victoria, an island city which has balmy year-round weather, is so cold and snowy that a government service like the navy has shut down means that shit is serious.

So, like I said, I live in a place where winters are supposed to be cold. Not just Canada’s stereotype in general, but I live in the British Columbia interior, in a little valley. We usually get a hefty snowfall and negative weather, but all winter it’s been pinner little flurries of snow and just cold enough to need gloves.

And that's not counting the wind chill.

The Weather Network and actual meteorologists, not just my iPod, forecast even colder for the rest of the week.

Luckily, it’s going to get warmer at the end of the week, but I heard that the temperature is going to drop significantly next week. Yay, right? That just means melting snow and refreezing into icy roads. It was a wearing-two-pairs-of-pants-at-once kind of day, that progressed into a wearing-scarf-on-shift, then stealing the heater from the back as soon as the girl needing it left.

Boo, winter, you whore.

The cold punched Canada in the face after several months lying in wait.

What a dick.