if there's a light at the end it's just the sun in your eyes

Banshee had been off doing some scouting when the storm blew in. What was once a normal snowy winter's day turned into strong winds blasting her way. Having been born and lived in the more tropical regions of Boreas for the majority of her life she was not fond of this weather. Not only was is so cold she felt it in her bones but something about the chill made her uneasy. After only a few minutes of drudging through the beginning of the storm Ban decided it'd be best to find someplace to wait it out.

Through narrowed eyes the Fatalis-Klein found the entrance to the cave. Putting some pep into her step the babe trotted towards it. Wind whipped at her relentlessly sending her pelt into a tangle while also being peppered with snow. With a huff she barged into the cave, stopping as a fresh scent made itself known.

Ban shook her pelt out and calmed her breathing before moving deeper into the cave. It took a few minutes for her eyes to adjust and it seemed they did just in time to find that of an inky Wolf just ahead. After observing in silence for a few beats she decided to pipe up, not wishing to remain a peeping tom. "This weather sucks." Lips curled upward in a grin, revealing the length of her elongated fangs in result. "Do you mind company?" If the answer was no she supposed she could go find another tunnel but that'd be horribly boring.

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