He hated the snow. And the winter. And the cold. He hated the way his breath fogged in front of his face. The moisture would crystallize on his whiskers and he'd end up with icicles hanging from his face. Frostfall was a terrible time of year for everyone who had the misfortune of having to suffer through it. Lucky him had come to this new land just in time to suffer through the coldest part of the year. Alleo groaned inwardly as the snow continued to crunch under his hooves. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Endless hoof falls punctuated with the nerve rattling Crunch! that came with Frostfall's white blanket. It was enough to make him grit his teeth to keep from cringing like a child.

Balls of ice formed around his hooves as he walked and occasionally Alleo would be forced to stop and knock his hooves against trees to get the ice to fall off. He would stand there and stare at the offending icy spheres, mentally cursing them and the snow. Who needed snow, anyway? What was the point of it? He couldn't stand there contemplating the purpose of snow and winter and how much he hated the ice that clung to his face and hooves all day. Not if he intended to find his two younger sisters. Alleo was fairly certain that they had come here. To this Helovia. He'd heard of it through his travels, primarily from ones who had passed through, and it sounded like a place his sisters might end up in. Neither of them had sense enough to stay away from places where gods and magic ran rampant. Regardless of how much sense he thought they lacked he still loved them dearly.

How long had he been walking, looking for them anyway? He'd crossed into Helovia sometime in the afternoon, he thought. The sun had already sunk below the horizon and the sky was beginning to darken. Above him, through the canopy of trees, he could see the first star of the evening. His bi-colored eyes closed and he wished on it, that he might actually find his sisters this time and that they would both be in good health and spirits.

Alleo's eyes opened and he sighed, only to tilt his ears back as he watched the fog his breath created until it disappeared. He then continued on his way, wandering through a frozen forest that he new little about with a very clear purpose in his mind. Find his sisters. Scold them for running off the way they did and giving him mild heart attacks. Tell him he loved them and hold them close so they would never run off again.


ooc:// lakota or hana first, please c: