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Post by Honeystorm on Oct 31, 2020 20:43:07 GMT -5
Shule closed her eyes, tilting her head upwards to meet the whirlwind of snow, a flash of lightning lit up the white-gray sky, followed by the deafening crash of thunder. Any reasonable cat would have retired to the safety of the underground by now to wait out the thundersnow, but for one reason or other, the Commander had chosen to stay out, the flaps of her aviator cap swinging as the wind seemed to swirl around her, propelling her paws forward in the darkness of the storm. Snow remained on Regime ground for three of the four seasons, so such weather wasn't truly uncommon, though not great for the group's traps.
Between his little legs and only one eye that could do its job, and maybe lump in the fact that he really struggled to navigate the tunnels, he was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up with the commander-- but Brine-tyke was nothing if not stubborn. He'd managed to steal away from the watchful eyes of his parents finally, after many defeated efforts to assure Gardenia and Undertow that he could handle himself and did not need them helicopter parenting him all the time. Surely, Shule would agree, which was precisely why he was following her. He just hadn't thought she would walk so fast, and on top of that, now he had to jump through snow, too! Chagrined, he at last decided to drop the element of surprise, finding himself too good to have to walk all the way out there with freezing cold toes and a chilly nose, and instead called out, loud and proud shrill, "Hey! Shule! It's me, Brine, turn around!"
