DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAN // o, snow man building

[Whisper]

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!"

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