Silvertip Mountain What is Love?

He gave a curious look to her. She hadn't mentioned anything about her past, but he was sure it wouldn't bother him. Unless she was a murderous character back in the past. Then that would worry him a bit. He gave a nod, edging a little more closer. He was almost right beside her, and gave her a comforting nudge. But then, he was distracted by a snowflake that touched him on the nose. He quickly turned his head away and let off a little sneeze.

"I honestly can't remember. Memory loss, remember?" he asked, tapping his head with a paw. In doing so, it brought a small ache to the area of where the bump had been. "Wow. Still hurts."