playing in the (early) snow

The young not quite shinobi had been through some very intense lessons and trials before he’d finally given up and his family had had enough of him. He was too soft they said, he’d been called velvet around his edges. Not worthy of the shinobi title. He didn’t have any time to worry about what would happen to him in a land unknown, he didn’t miss anyone because no one missed him. He was very much alone though, he was sent out with nothing but the fur that covered his back. Into a world he only experienced through the harsh lessons of his schooling. He was lucky to even be so fluent in the common tongue. That had been one of his strong suits, and honestly at home it had been nearly worthless. Maybe Hika was lonely, he’d always been more social and friendly than a shinobi should.

Maybe Mortis could sense that, because the comforting feeling that washed over him as those huge wings pulled tighter renewed the life in him. Despite all the odds stacked against them, Kaiyo smiled through. Mortis returned his answer, mentioning where he’d thought they were, and a place they might be able to go. He didn’t expect much, but hopefully this burrow was enough to keep them alive through the storm. ”I think you’ve answered your own question,” Kaiyo started as he pulled back pale lips to reveal his pearly teeth. ”The burrow is likely our best chance, if we have to I have more energy to dig.” It didn’t sound like there would be much shelter, but they could figure it out. ”Alright, I’m ready if you are.” He already felt himself shivering preemptively. Kaiyo stole one more deep snuggle into the dark warm fur before he allowed himself to be let go.