Snow... the cold stuff was perfectly suited for the young man born within the North, and the air here did not hold the same chill. That was fine, really. The temperature and snow itself was not what kept his interest anyway, but rather the interactions that he had with others. He would move with purpose through the snow, wondering where Enigma might have gotten off too on this winter night. But it wasn't a large concern. Enigma was a big boy and was more than capable of taking care of himself. No... his intent was instead focused on making sure that he was entertained on this fine night.
Sound would catch his attention. Ahh, so somewhere was here in this frigid land. The shrine was something he had paid little attention to. Instead his golden gaze would seek the dark figure who played within the snow. He couldn't help but allow a smirk to cross his lips. Ohh, what a dark beauty she was. The young man would stride into her view, clearing his throat and speaking in a smooth tone.
