As for Rhododendron, he was resting on top of one of the tall boulders that layed flatter then most. It gave him a good vantage point in case of any unsuspecting sneak attacks. It also helped that most of his pelt was covered in a similar ginger, helping him to blend in with the sheer aura of his surroundings. His head rested on his paws, eyes looking up with raised white eyebrows in sheer wonder and curiosity. A sigh almost left his lips in sheer euphoria, but he remembered to keep his silence. It would be wise not to draw attention to one's self. You never know who might have some other ideas about how you should be spending your wonderful winter night.
Sreda
