Moon in the Snow

There was no movement from the one on top of the wall. It wasn't a surprise. It was a rather windy night and the cloud cover was spotty at best, maybe that individual could see the moon from up there more clearly. A half ear twitched upon his skull as he continued to look at the sky, studying the rolling black monsters that dropped heavy snowflakes from their bowels. It was colder here than it was in his homeland, back then there was nothing but storms and jungle; one could even call it a rainforest. Those were long since passed times though, none of that mattered to him anymore.

A strong gust of wind blew up his chest and brought back the old stinging sensation, heavy enough to cause his only good eye to blink. The muscles within his neck coiled and flexed as he brought his head in her direction, otherwise, he remained motionless while dropping his hips to sit down. If you're going to come off that wall, then do it. The brute blinked a few times simply staring back at this pure white angel on a rock wall. "If you are an angel, whos going to try and fly back to heaven. Then go ahead and jump. Though." The monotone voice bounced off the wall like boulders colliding as they fell from a mountain. His tongue licked at the scars upon his lips, becoming instantly dry again from the hefty winds around him.

"I can't exactly guarantee I would attempt to catch you."