01-17-2021, 04:11 AM
[glow=white,1,400]WHAT PART OF LIVING SAYS YOU GOTTA DIE ? — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Despite his age, Dante didn't have a whole lot of experience with the snow. Very little experience, in fact, but that's what being cooped up in a laboratory would do to you. This was his first time ever dealing with a blizzard however, and it certainly wasn't making good impressions. The cold air irritated his gills and made it hard to breathe; not that they were used for air-breathing anyway, but it was still frustrating when something had a faint burning pain and you couldn't do jack shit about it.
The ice on the temple had it hard to travel down, especially for someone who could hardly walk straight in the first place. Dante gritted his teeth as he made his way down the temple steps, muttering curses to himself as he tried to make sure he didn't fall. Unfortunately for him, he miscounted a couple of steps and went tumbling down the stairs - though he was far from ruining Jack's snow forts. "Motherfucker!" The hybrid snarled at himself, shaking the snow out of his pelt, completely unaware of the conversation Saintkit was trying to have with Jack.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
The ice on the temple had it hard to travel down, especially for someone who could hardly walk straight in the first place. Dante gritted his teeth as he made his way down the temple steps, muttering curses to himself as he tried to make sure he didn't fall. Unfortunately for him, he miscounted a couple of steps and went tumbling down the stairs - though he was far from ruining Jack's snow forts. "Motherfucker!" The hybrid snarled at himself, shaking the snow out of his pelt, completely unaware of the conversation Saintkit was trying to have with Jack.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]