Gaphers tape . snow forts

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SAINTKIT

HARDLY KNOW HOW BAD IT GETS

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As the other introduced himself, Saintkit found himself relaxing, his fur flattening and his heart slowing from its former rapid pace. It didn't seem as though his paws were going to freeze to the structure, so he pressed ahead with more determination, a grin on his muzzle. As the stiff snow shifted and poured over his paws, Saint purred cheerfully up at Jack, "It's, uh, it's nice to meet you properly, Jack! My name's Saintkit. Aine is... Aine is kinda like my mom, so we were both really glad when you helped us." He stumbled over his own words as he spoke, his attention solely on the structure of snow in front of him, and the way it shifted as he wiggled his paws. Briefly, he wondered if he could make such a thing one day – although, he obviously didn't have the powers that Jack had at his disposal. The boy's ears then perked up as he heard Jack's question, looking up at dragon sitting atop his tower of ivory. Honestly, he wasn't sure how to respond, considering how little experience he actually had with the season. After all, he had only lived through one winter thus far, and his opening experiences hadn't exactly been stellar.

He looked down briefly, purple gaze focused on the snowy ground below him before he stated firmly, "Well... I guess I think of the holidays first, since this was my first year ever celebrating them! But I also think of the snow, too. It didn't give me the best first impression, though... I'm sure I'd like it more if it had just been a little dusting, instead of a huge blizzard..." The blizzard had been a truly horrifying experience for the young feline, although he liked to think that he had bounced back somewhat strongly. After all, he'd only had one nightmare about the experience, and he didn't think he'd react the same way if it happened again – just freezing up, waiting for the snow to devour him. For now, Saintkit shook off those memories, refocusing his attention on Gael – since Dante was evidently being a negative Nancy. Offering Gael a crooked grin, Saint questioned the ardent curiously, "Hi, Gael! Uh... what do you think of, when you think of winter? Do you think of snow too?" Surely Gael would have more insight than he, considering the other had been living for far longer than Saintkit had.

━ GUESS I'LL JUST GO BACK TO BED┆PITT PUP. ━