Innortis appreciates the cold.

The snow chills, and it is as snipping, as dangerous as fire. Snow-blindness, is common here- and surprisingly dehydration, innortis thinks. Snow doesn't quench thirst- as it's mostly air between frozen water, and it'll freeze you faster. The snow as it seems is just as armed to kill as fire- and yet

yet it is beautiful.

Even if he doesn't blend in as much as his clan-mates- as it were- he does the opposite. He pends his time outside- as much as he can, without freezing. His winter cat is already coming in, or maybe it's just the climate- giving him the advantage of his new home: he finds himself able to spend more and more time outside. He spots Riku not to far along, her figure a dot amungst the snow, details filling in as he get's closer. Light ruby red eyes locked onto the small clanmate in, a smile on their features as they came closer.

"Snowmen? sound fun!"

Honestly, Atbash had trouble herself blending in with Snowbound's surroundings. After all, an orange-tinted pelt was definitely easy to be seen in the vast white world, and that definitely wasn't aided by the black spots that covered her fur. Regardless, the she-cat had, of course, made her home here and was quite happy with it. Even with it getting colder, Atbash easily adapted, with her thick coat coming in slowly as time passed. "I'll join as well." The savannah chirped as she came over, smiling. She took a seat next to Inortis, looking at him for a couple heartbeats before returning her gaze to Riku. "Are you two enjoying it here so far?" After all, happiness (or at least satisfaction) was something she strived for.