Climbing the ladder

The sun was weak in this particularly cold season, its beauty and radiance lost as the winter would swamp with a fresh sheet of fresh snow to replace the warmth. Siarvon was never the type to moan about the little things, but instead walk around it as if it where never really there, or just a small obstacle waiting to be pushed aside- after all he always did have a way of overcoming things. A sigh would escape his large maw; the warm carbon dioxide tracing the sides of his rich italian tounge and sweeping the air in an effortless parade. His nose would twitch and his eyes would meet the still surface of the river,a reflection staring back at him. It was quiet today, and there wasnt anything to particularly do apart from the basics.

His ears would perk at the rustling from afar, its movements subtle and in time, by the simple way of the grace and timing Siarvon new not to be tense or alert, but instead calm, afterall it will only be a ludicael member.

OOC: Sorry its short, but ive got to go out for a bit- but i wanted to get this thread started!