12/18/2024, 6:56 PM
He didn’t hear the approach of footsteps.
Even with the crunch of fresh snow underfoot, Vespasien watched the falling flakes swirl against the backdrop of..well, more white, really. Crimson peered into the blank whiteness with a thoughtful tilt to his brow.
Of course, the voice that touched him was gentle, but he launched out of the bush like it was on fire, spinning around and almost falling over himself. He blinked owlishly, before giving a shrill little chuckle.
Even with the crunch of fresh snow underfoot, Vespasien watched the falling flakes swirl against the backdrop of..well, more white, really. Crimson peered into the blank whiteness with a thoughtful tilt to his brow.
Of course, the voice that touched him was gentle, but he launched out of the bush like it was on fire, spinning around and almost falling over himself. He blinked owlishly, before giving a shrill little chuckle.
Ah-I’m alright! Just didn’t trust my sense of direction.He flapped one of his paws back and forth, as if dispelling smoke.
You haven’t happened to see a boy on your way here? Mostly black? Red eyes? He is not mine but I was watching him and he appears to have..wandered off? Maybe back home, but, well.A shrug to punctuate the flood of his words.