Snow anyone?!

The cold of winter wouldn’t last forever and, when the seasons turned, the young Callie knows that she will enter the very first, full year of her life. Things will be expected of her and she will begin to branch out from her family but, tonight all the girl can think about, is enjoying what little time she has left as a pup. That is why she is awake in the middle of the night, slinking stealthily around the torchlit hallways of the castle, poking around in the dark corners while hiding out of sight of the patrols that would send her packing back to her bed.

It is in one of those many dark recesses of the large castle that Caladia hears the thundering paws as someone draws near. Thankfully, being short has some advantages and the girl manages to tuck her body out of sight just as the familiar teal and tawny coat of Bramble races past. Mismatched eyes blink in surprise, curious why her older cousin is up so late running around the castle like a madwoman. The girl sudden has the idea that maybe she knows of something fun to do.

Silently, she detaches from the shadows, tracing Bramble’s scent out into the courtyard where a wet blob of white hits Callie’s nose and causes the girl to start. Brows furrow in confusion as she turns her green and blue eyes skyward and spies many more of the white flakes lazily drifting down from the dark skies. Turning her gaze to the area around, Callie realizes that the icy stuff is already beginning to coat the land around her and curiosity pulls her onward.

Wonder paints her features as the girl trails after her cousin’s scent, wide, mismatched eyes taking in this new phenomenon in as she goes. She arrives at the plains with excitement building in her chest and finds that Bramble is already there, rolling around in the white covered dry grass and enjoying herself. A smile plays across her lips as she watches her cousin for a moment longer before releasing a squeal of delight and bounding over to where Bramble is playing. Forcefully, she flops down close to Bramble and mirrors her cousin’s movements, giggling up a storm as she goes.


"Caladia Carpathius"