Northstar Vale and life gets hard but these last days been meanin’ more

he's up on the mountain as always

A large cloud shrouds the court's peaks, and Cupid is right in the thick of it. He could only see the paws in front of him, anything beyond was cloaked by the morning's mist. It was a bit unnerving for him. These mountains were his escape. Being able to look down upon the cruel earth atop a tower had grown comforting. And now that was gone.

Cupid swallowed his breath. Perhaps he should leave the cover of his den to search for that view. But that was a foolish idea. Surely he would fall but... would that be so terrible? It'd provide an escape, better yet freedom. Oh how he craved that. Even still, Cupid didn't move an inch.