Blackfeather Woods only to trip at the sound of goodbye

He was far too intrigued by the falling snow to go anywhere yet. He wasn't late for his patrol, but he was ready to go. As soon as he figured out what this stuff was.
The season was turning cold. Colder than he thought it should. What was up with this rain anyway?

The voice though. That fucking voice cut through the air to him.
He immediately faced the direction, hackles bristled and ears flattened. He didn't know why Venamis hated him so much or why he kept attacking him. But Maegi was with him. What was this?
Had she brought him here to apologie or some crap?
He looked at them, ready for Venamis to suddenly turn upon him.