Moonspear staple your tongue

the sunny and clear skies from earlier in the day were a false advertisement of what was to come. tucked away beneath an evergreen, acrux had not expected to awaken from his afternoon nap covered in a blanket of snow. unexpectedly, it felt rather nice, and surprisingly enough, kept him rather warm once the initial layer had begun to cling to his fur. 

he rose to shake off what snowflakes yet hung to him before marching off in search of @Rolayne. he wasn't aware of how long his younger brother intended to stay on the mountain, but if one thing was certain, it's that they were overdue for a boys' night out.