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[finallytouches]

[ He knows that it should be cold. It's snow, after all.

What saddens him, just a little, is that he can't feel it. He could walk down this path barefoot and it wouldn't make the slightest difference. ]

[cardinalyellow]

[There's a tiger walking along the snow, tail swinging slowly at its tip. He comes to a stop when he sees Rob (not so) far away, like something very specific about him has caught the tiger's attention.]

[finallytouches]

[ ... well shit. ]

[ Rob's eyes widen considerably at the sight of a tiger wandering by, but he feels no particular sense of fear. He's still getting used to all his new braveries and personality quirks, and this is perhaps one of the most surprising. He stares at the tiger with mild curiosity, unmoving. ]

[cardinalyellow]

[He also remains unmoving until he lowers his head, like something in the ground has taken part of his focus, most of it still concentrated on Rob.

He then begins to walk towards the man.]

[creepinginmy]

[See, being in abandoned and cold places is something he's a little more used to. That's why he dresses in so many layers and remains in northern countries. But then you have the HOW DID I END UP HERE factor that makes all of it plain uncomfortable, regardless of location or circumstances.

And so Jack crosses his arms, makes a face, keeps calm and carries on.]

[mongoosegrin]

[AND LO, a barefoot boy in shirt and vest comes traipsing along, looking fairly unaffected by the cold attacking his toes. actually, he seems kind of preoccupied with coming up with a purposeful rhythm of crunching snow as he goes, spacing out his steps to a tune in his head, arms swinging carelessly. he only misses half a beat once he sees a shape ahead, smile evening out to something less carefree.

herp, a human. well, it's a start.]

[creepinginmy]

[Jack notices the other figure almost right away -- it's hard to remain discreet in the middle of a snowy environment when you aren't dressed to that effect. There's a slight double-take when he sees how young and unusual the stranger is, though, namely when he notices the absence of shoes and respective absence of discomfort on his face. He presses his lips a little uncomfortably, always assuming the worst out of anyone with a smile for no good reason (even if it has since faded).

He slowly comes to a stop, still a few good meters away from the stranger, fingers curling under his arms. Cerbos remains quiet, but Jack knows he's just as alert as he is.]

[mongoosegrin]

[crunch, crunch, crunch, stop. alex leaves a dozen yards or so between them, letting his arms stop, dangling uselessly at his sides.

his voice is accented with something almost-but-not-quite russian:]

Hallo, stranger. Is this your wood?

[alittletrouble]

[ Brrr it is really very chilly, but Morgan appears to be more than prepared for it, her coat lined with fur and a silky looking muff warming her hands. She seems to pay little attention to her surroundings, only taking a quick glance around, silently taking in what she thinks is quite a beautiful landscape before crunching forwards through the snow, heading forth with something of a sense of purpose! Even if she, in fact, does not have one! But Morgan likes to have a bit of direction, even if drifting is still an occasional luxury. Today, it is too cold for drifting. ]

[boomfizzlepop]

[ AW YEAH SNOW!!

RUNNING THROUGH IT WITH UTMOST DELIGHT! ]

[inthecorners]

[ Quite calmly wandering along at the edge of the path, wearing a strangely serene expression. He likes the cold, and even more he appreciates the quiet. ]

[lamandibula]

[ Leaning against a tree in his dark long-coat, smoking a cigarette, and fucking glaring at him. ]

[inthecorners]

[ Amraerya notices him, with just the slightest of glances to one side, his mouth setting into a small but fairly unpleasant little smile. ]

[ He sssslows to a stop. ]

[lamandibula]

[ come at me bro ]