Being as big and burly as he was, it was taking some time for him to traverse the winter wonderland. The snow was thick and very fluffy, making him almost wish that he had stuck back in his den. But before he could make the decision to turn back, the sound of someone crashing through the nearby forest came washing over him and into his ears. At first it was hard to see her, but sure enough, a figure of mahogany came into view. She was leaping and running straight through the terrain, snow crashing everywhere she ran and frolicked.

It made even the most gruff of men crack a smile. Hey, he was a sucker for a good time. Sue him. Gekirin kept on walking in her direction, trying to pick up the pace until he was finally close enough to attempt a call. Though when he tried to open his maw, she beat him to the punch. You're pretty quick on your feet there. Nice moves. Please don't sound like an idiot. He gave an awkward smile, trying to make himself as approachable as he could.