Alpine scene

Wynter trotted over to where the green eyed fae was standing staring at the trunk of the tree. She brushed along the fae's flank as she came to stand beside her. She looked in the direction that had Phatoms gaze fixed. She spotted the small mouse that was frozen on the side of the tree. Wynter let out a muffled laugh of sorts. "That's a very sad mouse you've got yourself there. To easy of a catch if i do say so myself. It does know we cant climb trees right." she laughed some more and she too prodded the mouse with her paw. Alive for sure. She wondered why it hadnt tried running. The mouse wouldn't have gotten away even if it had run but it would have made this a little more entertaining. "Want to let this one be, spare him his life and try to find something a little more substantial to eat." Poor mouse