Phoenix Maplewood A Newcome Season

Louis skidded to a halt, sending snow flaring outward. And laughed. A wild, swift sound that new no reason for restraint. "How good of you to catch it for me, kind sir!"

Trotting up and shaking powder from his fur, Louis gave Shard's cheek a quick smoosh with a cold nose and then looked down at the creature they'd detained. It scratched and snarled and wriggled. "I was going to make a meal of it to offer you. But now I feel kinda bad for the poor thing." Stepped on. Not the most glamorous way to be caught.