EAT SNOW
The sound of thunderous paw steps alerted her to a presence, and the wafting of a familiar scent to her nostrils brought a doofy grin onto her face, spreading across her features like a wildfire. Lyon was here! She let out a yip of delight, bounding forward on treacherous paws that wobbled to and fro under her. He didn't even look super mad at her! It must be the snow. It had to be the snow. It was the only thing they didn't have on their little island. The snow is magic, and makes Lyon less grumpy than usual. She needed to bring some of this magic snow home with her. "Lyon!" She squealed gleefully, making a rather pathetic attempt to tackle her beloved sibling that would have been much more threatening if she didn't look like an idiot while she slipped and slid across the ice toward him. "If I managed to do that, it would be a good way to go." She laughed, burying her face into her brother's ruff affectionately. She was still under the firm belief that Lyon's eternal grumpiness could be cured with a little love and more exposure to her constant sunshiney disposition. It seemed like a good plan, at least. She lathed her tongue over his cheek, furthering her loving greeting. Lyon was obviously deprived of kisses and things as a child, so she decided it was her sisterly duty to give him the affection he lacked in his childhood. "Did you see the glowy ice, Lyon?" She inquired giddily, charcoal tipped plume whipping back and forth. "It's like magic!" She whispered reverently, grinning like a kid on Christmas. She was on top of the world, with a fine dusting of snow on her pelt and her brother at her side, and to top it all off, there was magical glowing ice under her toes. |