A low grumble escaped leathery lips as the brute observed the evident signs around him, his wandering gaze peering up toward the miserable, clouded heavens above. Snow - it was everywhere! On the canopy of the trees, as well as the ground he walked - it had even settled on the fur of his back! Ugh! He watched quietly as countless flakes of ice continued to drift down from the heavens – blanketing the world around them in a glistening shade of stark-white. Winter had finally taken its hold upon the Teekons. 

Paws stepped carefully, 'crunch crunch' - was the sound that followed with each taken step, the thick layer of snow being audibly crushed beneath his bulking weight as he moved tardily through the valley. He was tired and hungry- which only irritated the brute more as he allowed a long-drawn out sigh to slip from his mouth, the warmth of his breath hitting the cold air and instantly becoming nothing but a mere mist before his eyes. Neako stopped for a moment, noting the bitterness of the wind as it surged through the land, each gust becoming more and more frigid than the last.

No longer could he remain out here, in the open - the snow was starting to descend quicker than before and the wind was becoming more of a nuisance as it battered against his night hued form – a strange, needle like sensation prickling over his body as his fur bristled on end at the air currents wintry touch. The loner didn't fancy remaining out in the open any longer than necessary, especially in growing conditions such as this and quickly, the brute surveyed the area, golden stare searching for a place to wait out this bothersome weather and just up in the distance, was a woodland that could provide just that.

The raven brute managed to venture near the wood, close to his goal of being sheltered from the irritating snowfall that continued to blanket his fur. Thankful to be almost there, the large nightly painted brute was about to step into its cover – that is - until the distinct sound of a low rumble caught his attention. Quickly the bulky man came to a halt, large head turning to allow his fiery stare to fall upon the sight of a mixed brown and cream painted female, one that was currently baring her pearly fangs at him. The loner merely watched the woman, expressionless and gaze cold, a singular ear twitching a top his skull as his gruff voice spilled from his lips, ”What's your problem?” He barked, feathery tail giving an annoyed thrash behind him as he continued to stare at the aggressive female.

Snow eventually began to cape the male's back, the quantity increasing rather quickly the longer the brute remained out in the open and not under the forests protective canopy. Neako knew this and his eyes narrowed some, a low rumble of his own sounding as his paws guided him into the forest, ”Jeez, can't one get out of the snow in peace..” The brute said with a snort, his paws shifting in the snow as he cautiously positioned himself a decent distance away from the woman, his stare remaining fixed upon her form as he decided to claim a spot to one side of her – finally away from the irritating weather outside, but stuck with what seemed to be unpleasant company.

An ear twitched as the woman spoke and Neako felt his eyes roll impatiently at her remark, the amount of times he'd heard that same line during his travels was near uncountable. A long sigh escaped the brute as he began to fidget on the spot, attempting to make himself more comfortable, "Hm, that's one that never gets old." Neako uttered sarcastically as his fiery gaze gradually peered up at the snow laced canopy above them, "Frankly, I'm pretty glad I ain't the poor bastard you thought I was with a welcoming like that." The bulky loner said with an amused chuckle, amber eyes slowy glancing back to the cream and brown painted female, the man eventually offering her a small smirk of sorts.

A bushy tail gave a couple anxious flicks upon the ground as Neako briefly surveyed the woodland, not keen on the idea of travelling into its depths and preferring to remain near the forest edge. The brute knew that the snowfall wasn't going to stop for them any time soon and a grumble slipped from his grey muzzle, knowing fully that he didn't really fancy venturing any furher out there in that weather either. And as the time had passed, the more bitter the winds felt against his side as their forces swept through the land, bringing with it more snow.

A gurgle sounded and Neako's attention soon went to his stomach, the man blinked for a moment as his ears flicked back to lay against his skull. Ugh. Lifting his head to peer at his current and seemingly unfriendly company, the man frowned some, "You wouldn't be hungry too, by any chance?" He asked with a slight tilt of his head, an unkept tail gradually curling about his paws as he watched the girl silently.