Neverwinter Forest Balenciaga

imrathil heard tuya's steps carry her away -- the crunch, crunch of the snow beneath her paws betrayed her exit. for a while he hung out in that grotesque pose, an idiotic grin spread across his features.

this was fun - he hadn't had this much light-humored fun in forever.. these days, everything seemed so serious. he shifted between several different increasingly exaggerated (and increasingly coy) positions in the snow, hoping she would return soon..

after a while he begun to suspect maybe she had slipped off -- with a grunt he rose and staggered after her footprints. "hey! change of plans! i am now a zombie, eeuuuuuuurgh." he groaned, lurching dramatically about. "brrrains is what i want, i think. i don't know or remember." he giggled at this lapse of memory and then made his way after tuya, hoping she had not entirely disappeared into the wildnerness.