Window of Glass

Bronze's honesty about his life being different from hers was appreciated, even if she did not realize it at the time.  He had questioned her own sense of truth in her reality; quite frankly, it was an important clarification that would cause her world to become more round than flat as time went on.  Just as quickly as it came, that moment of clarity flew away on soft wings, intending to come around again when it was needed.  

The conversation turned to landscape settings, a subject that Silent found herself comfortable with.  Bronze showed interest in the topic and she noticed how he seemed more at ease with how he described his home. 'This stuff? It's snow.'  Her attention remained on him as he pushed a small amount of snow towards her darker frame.  'It's always snowy here. Well, sometimes. It's always on the ground though, not always snowing.'  His explanation was delivered in a slow monotone, emphasizing the importance of the difference between 'snowy' and 'not always snowing'.  Silent laughed at his words, ears pricking forward at his effort.  "I see," she said, though in that moment, she was not sure if she truly did.

Bronze continued with his turn of conversation, sliding his experience with ease.  'It's never warm here. Or green. I guess sometimes it gets warmer, but it's been cold for a long time now.' She saw his smile, however brief it was, and she liked it.  'I like the snow though.'  As if to prove his point, Bronze marched in a semi-circle around Silent, causing the young girl to turn her head until she was looking over her shoulder.  Eyes were wide with curiosity and ears were perked as if they had never heard the sound of crunching snow before.  Her black-and-silver tail swayed behind her once, this new information registering in her brain for later use.  "Sounds like you were meant to be around it," she mused out loud, turning the rest of her body around so as not to stretch her neck.  Silent's gaze held onto Bronze's as she added, "You and the snow have a lot in common."

It was then that the lowering temperatures started to attract Silent's attention.  The sun had started to set and the afternoon was leaning towards the evening part of the day.  Silent shook all over, realizing she wanted to get someplace warm.  Looking up to see the changes of color in the sky, she snorted and then quickly looked at Bronze.  "It's getting dark soon...I have to go."  Walking around Bronze, she padded in a direction that took her away from the pack's borders.  Though she had not intended to consider pack life, she did not like the idea of just randomly leaving Bronze by himself.  "If you want, I can stay and keep watch until you get back across."  She mischievously smirked.  "I'll protect you if you need me."  Depending on what Bronze said and did, Silent carried out what she intended to have happen and then whispered, "See you later," before disappearing behind a snowbank.

-EXIT Silent-