Mount Apikuni cat and mouse in partnership

going to be vague w/sagtannet things as i'm not sure if he'll be accepted or not.

rain.

all it’s done since he made his way back into teekon wilds was rain. there is a permanent dampness that curls the tendrils of his pelage; seeping into the marrow of his bones. luckily, he’s in his prime because he had enough foresight to think that if he was older his joints might’ve ached with it.

he prowls through the waterlogged earth; paws sucking unattractively from the muck and debris as he walks, emerald grasses lush but offering no respite. even in the brief lulls they smear droplets upon ankles and legs, sharing the dew.

a deep breath is drawn; a second. the overwhelming scent of damp earth is riddled now with a more curious scent: another canine. for no real reason other than the desire to break the monotonous resonance of rain pitter-pattering against the ground, wintersbane changes his course, glacial gaze scanning the small ridge. a shape is curled against the shadows of the rock, sheltered and from the sounds of the even breaths; asleep.

wintersbane lets out a low chuff to announce his presence, unsure if it was loud enough to stir the other awake.