Whitebark Stream Polite Society, Valentine Style

open to either strangers or great sky kiddos! no preference lelz

tags for reference or an invite to join!! dealers choice :]

Barret ranged from the valley, again. His paws carrying him only a short distance this time, before stopping at a stream. The water was cold, ice forming towards the centers of the waters, such little chunks bobbing up and down with the current. Barrett hummed as he dipped his nose to the surface, lapping at the water and quenching his thirst with a cool sting.
It was here, now, that his mind would choose to process, relinquishing thoughts of @Ravah, and @Vanja. How frustrated he was with the former. How enamored he was with the latter. And of @Sega, and @Angel, and the clear blossom that laid between them, warm and new and something that he wasn't quite sure he'd ever have. Or, ever have again, he thought.
The outlaw drew in a sharp breath, craning his head upwards so that his nose may be tilted towards the sky, and releasing it in a plume of white steam. For a few moments, he stayed like this, breathing in the cool air.
It was now that he turned, trudging back to the valley.