No Bad Time for Wrestling

It was certainly unfortunate that they had chosen to come this far north in the hight of winter, but they were already here so what were they going to do? Maybe if they could manage to keep their paws off of one another for more than a few hours they would be making more progress and would be into more mild weather by now, but he was also perfectly fine with the alternative as well. The cold hardly mattered most of the time when Ouro was keeping him warm. They were crossing the stretch of land that was dotted with odd stone structures of some kind while a heavy snow fall drifted down around them, heavy flakes getting caught up in their fur and partially masking the gray patches of their coats, making them mostly blend in with their white-covered surroundings.

He didn't mind the snow too much, but once the wind started to kick up and blow the snow everywhere, battering his face with icy flakes, that was where he drew the line. He didn't want to keep going in this, but there wasn't many options of places to hunker down in here either besides maybe hiding behind one of the blocks of stone, but the wind kept changing directions so that would only be a temporary relief... Well, if they couldn't get out of the snow then maybe he out to at least find a way for them to keep their blood pumping and have a bit of fun while they waited out the storm. Cad was walking beside his brother, just slightly behind him and following at the larger man's shoulder. A hint of a playful grin tugged at his lips, but luckily Ouro wasn't looking his way and couldn't see it. He waited till they were in the middle of an open area so they wouldn't accidentally go tumbling into the sharp edge of a rock and then coiled his legs under him, springing up to throw himself into his brother with a laugh, wrapping his forelegs around Ouro's neck as he went to knock him into the powdery snow.

WC: 354
Total: 354 / 1500

"Ouro & Cad"