Blackfeather Woods Through the Cold

”Oh, I see.” He said as Potema answered his question, the silver and white brute's blue eyes casually peering to the ground as his ivory paws guided him along side the white woman, though his head jerked up some as she went on to ask the reason for his joining. For a moment, Van watched Potema quietly till gradually offering her a pearly smile, ”Honestly..” He said with a cheeky smirk, bright eyes looking down the eerie illuminated tunnel ahead of them as they continued to stroll, ”I can endure many things, but the cold isn't one of them.” He let out a soft laugh, his bushy tail swaying behind him with slight amusement before adding with a more serious tone than before, ”Out there alone, I knew I wouldn't have survived – especially not for long in that blizzard..” Van's sapphire stare gazed to the Conjurer before glancing back down to the ground, a soft sigh escaping his mouth as he gave a less mischievous smile. As much as the male wanted to believe he was durable to most things, he knew with such brutal weather conditions, he wouldn't have made it through this winter by himself.

”I wont be going anywhere after the storm subsides, if that's what you're asking..” He gave the white woman a wink as his charming smile gradually returned, the Tyro titling his head slightly as he then asked curiously, ”Again, if you don't mind me asking, what was it like...” He paused, licking his lips momentarily, ”...I mean, like, growing up here, in Blackfeather?” Van didn't know what was making him ask all these personal questions, but the male found himself unable to hold his tongue, it appeared that the Tyro's mind was apparently set on finding out more about the woman.