Silverlight Terrace Seppen

The white hunter searched for @Bartholomew.

Snowflakes glittered as they fell through the air around him. His pale shape faded into the winter background with ease. The only giveaway was the glint of ruby red from his gaze and the swatch of shadow that was his nose. Shiranui was made for the white fall of winter snow.

The wolf trotted across the earth, searching the pale land for the distinct dark figure of the preacher. They had been separated for a short time. Shiranui hoped that he had stayed safe.