Cassiopeia's View BIG SKY COUNTRY

Kinder subsided immediately upon hearing the crunch of unknown feet over the rock, snow and ice, his pale eyes straining against the black for a hint of a figure.  There was none - predictably - though the loner attempted to trace every available inch of land that he could.  His ears were pressed tightly against his crown, listening, straining for even the whisper of feet over the loam after that initial alert.  

There was hardly a sigh when a voice sounded, the suddenness of it making male’s whole body jerk and his head snap backwards in surprise. GOD…  He hissed the oath and gave another yank of his leg against the trap, his bright eyes closing for a breath-span as he fought against his racing heart.  …DAMNit, would ya make a sound when you walk?  He released a pent up breath before he shook his head, again trying to make out the wraith in the shadows.  Give a guy a frigging heartattack.

He snorted at the suggestion, though he did immediately subside from the tense pulling of his leg.  Said the guy sneaking around in the dark.  He grumbled this mostly to himself, though with the ringing quiet, it would be difficult for the dark figure to miss it.  Should I ask it to let me go, real nice like?  He gave a subtly mocking look to where he suspected the male was, his biting tone clearly at odds with his predicament… playing nice, no matter the situation, wasn’t likely in the cards.