Moonsong Glacier Whence comest thou?

He was not alone, for the ice had drawn another admirer.  He turned to face the male, paws skipping lightly over the slick surface, but tail cast out for balance.  "I am a fan of it, for sure." He said with a grin, also digging claws in to hold himself in place.  "Strange to see it so far south, but since I'm new to these parts, couldn't really tell you how odd."  For all he knew they had buckets of ice. 

"Name's Colt."