LET IT GO | BLIZZARD

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SAINTKIT

HARDLY KNOW HOW BAD IT GETS

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It was cold. So cold, and so loud. The wind was whipping all around the child, further rendering him mute and useless as he sank deeper and deeper into the snow. He heard Aine's cry, and he could faintly feel her nudging at his side, trying to help him up and out of the frozen prison he had fallen into. However, it was just so hard for him to move. His paws flailed weakly against the snow, tiny claws outstretched as he rambled, teeth chattering, "I c-can't... I can't do it. Go on wi... wi-without me, Aine." His voice was desperate, the kit unwilling to lose yet another parental figure because of how weak he was.

Thankfully, salvation came in the form of Jack, a large shadow passing over both Saint and Aine, causing the orange kit's head to snap up in confusion. He let out a startled noise as he was lifted up into the other's jaws, twisting and swinging his limbs out in various different directions. Jack's grip was strong, however, and Saintkit was eventually placed back down on his paws, close to the entrance of the temple. He immediately shrank back inside, shivering almost violently as he looked to Aine. His eyes were wide and startled as he spoke to her, confused, "Who... who was that?" In addition to his fear, his body was also still trembling because of the cold, his legs still lightly covered in snow clinging onto him.

━ GUESS I'LL JUST GO BACK TO BED┆PITT PUP. ━