[ I thought it could be fun to do a random blind-date for Le Petit Volontaire. I would like him to have a romance and this seemed one of the simplest ways. If you don't want to do the blind-date aspect you can just say so and we will rp this as a normal thread! <3 Or if you have another plot idea or something you would like to do we can go that direction! ]

There was something magical about snow, an enjoyable wonderment to be found standing out and letting it coat your fur with large flurries. The experience further mystified by the warming temperatures and brand new spring season. Spring snow was perhaps less rare in the regimes cold climate that lingered about their tunnels, but it was still a novel experience regardless. One the tom was beaming about as he stuck out his tongue to try and catch a snowflake. Little care that there were those who would judge him naive or foolish for such actions when they considered him much to old to be partaking in them. Le Petit volontaire would happily tell them to go chew on their own tails and mind their own business.

The snow had only just begun, welcomed by the morning sun and chill lingering from the colder night. He dearly hoped it would continue for hopefully the whole day but he would also settle for at-least half the day. It was already showing signs of sticking when meant if it continued long enough he could draw shapes in it or slide around. The only downside was that his scouts would have to put more effort into hunting. But that was hardly a bad thing; what was life without some challenges.