GET AWAY FROM IT ALL > snowwyrm

[dragonsbane.]

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a familiar voice falls upon his ears, though he does not grant them any sort of due acknowledgement of his gaze so much as snapping upwards from where it lingers. from any distance could he recognize snownose, be it their voice, their scent... even just the unique swagger of their footsteps thumping softly underfoot. (or perhaps it just be the realization that wherever bane went, the other was not far behind. their almost constant presence in his wake a custom in his life. something that the dog would never admit brings the comfort of certainty.) "the wind doesn't bite as hard as mine enemy. i will survive just as i always have." a dry response grating off his tongue, followed by a visible displeasure as snownose sets their basket down and pulls out a blanket that soon finds it's way draped across bane's shoulders. "i have borne enough winters without being amounted to as a whelp." while annoyance brims from his lips, dragonsbane has made no effort to shed the blanket off of his back. while he would never admit it, the warmth that wraps around his body is a reluctantly welcomed feeling. because of this, there is no remark aside from a scowl to answer snow's question.

the silence further grows as snownose lays out the contents of their basket, filling up warm cups of chocolate; something that even somebody as bitter as he could not deny was a treat in and of itself. and if they had been anybody else, bane would have had naught to do with this manner of passing time. especially as snow begins worming their way up underneath the blanket, chilled fur brushing up against his own as they sit together, side by side, flank on flank. teeth gently nibble at his face, to which the hound tilts his head away, cheeks warm and flushed. though snownose could try his patience, he could never bare to bring up arms against them. nor could he find it within himself to admit that he enjoyed their presence against him and the gentle touch shared between them. and so it was only natural that without much thought or consideration, he speaks once more to change the subject more along to his liking. "i pray trust you've brought me out here to do more meaningful things than pour lukewarm milk and bore me with banter." a statement more than it was a question, as he casts a scowl towards snow.

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