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Originally Posted by yummyluc
@king kaleb!
walking through the thin layer of snow, beetleskip left a trail of pawprints behind himself, the snow sticking to his long pelt like morning dew as it soon melted into his fur from the warmth he emitted. his green eyes looked brighter in this atmosphere, glittering the same colour as the trees in new-leaf as the light reflected off of the snow. it was quiet in the best sort of way, the way that beetleskip adored. no cats, no kits, no true responsibility other than to catch a piece of prey or two. his ears were up and alert, twitching and swivelling as he searched for any noise of creatures that haven't hidden away from the bite of winter yet. his jaw was parted slightly as he silently tasted for any sign of prey. he had become so focused on that, he somewhat forgot that he had invited risingcreek out here with him. he held his tail still, trailing just above the layer of clean white, suddenly so on alert he wasn't even watching where he was going. |
risingcreek wasnt meant for the cold like beetleskip was. he had thin, mauve brown fur that seemed to let every bitter breath of cold seep between the threads. he wasnt shivering, but letting how tiny shaky breaths. he had been outside for the longest time already, having got up early that morning for a border patrol. he was going to take a short nap for warmth but found himself talking to beetleskip instead, not that he minded. he padded along after him, tail close to the ground to not alert any birds that would be flying over head, his small, dainty paws not even making a sound as it made contact with the thin sheet of snow. snow flurys stuck to the tips of his fur, making him he looked like he had dust on him but in the prettiest way. he liked moments like this though. how silent it was, the only sound being their paw steps and the occasionally bird chirp or rustling of leaves of an unknown critter. he let the other tom lead the way, seeing as he was much more in focus about the place around them then risingcreek was, as he kept glancing at the reflective color of the warriors eyes and looking towards the unfallen leaves to compare the shade of green.