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hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky
+403 Sorry for the wait ilu<3
Maybe it was a touch creepy, what twin brother Gotham was up to, but who could blame him? After hearing of the attack on the pack by a bear in recent times, boy was a bit... over protective of his family. Especially his mother and sister, Amata. And so, there he was in his window, his bedroom overlooking the land below nicely. His blue eyes were trained to his lighter furred twin, never daring to leave her as she went about a rather childish game of making a snow wolf. ...I don't get how she can stand the cold so well... He shivered at the thought of it.
Gotham had spent enough time outside that winter, constantly travelling not a week prior. His monthly reports back home hadn't helped, keeping him near the packlands to make his schedule work. Now that he was home, though, boy wanted nothing more than to stay inside the warm mansion forever. His sister seemed to have other plans, much to the teenage male's dismay. Seriously, how can she play in that stuff!?
Phoenix boy made a screwed up face and shook his head, taking his eyes off the scene below so that he could wander back into his room. He went about, as previously planned, albiet unmentioned, dressing himself snugly for the outdoors. A thick, dark-gray hoodie, some cargo pants, thick and clean, and of course, the t-shirt underneath the hoodie, and then the boy was, um, set to go outside. He shook a bit in anticipation of the cold, and headed downstairs.
Looping around from the front entrance of the building, boy scooped up a handful of snow, and packed it into a snowball. He snuck around to the nearest corner and took aim silently, grinning to himself. Without any warning, he flung the packed snow at his sister, aiming for her, oh gods, her ass, and then he stood back to lean against the wall innocently, teenage grin plastered onto his face, hands in his pants pockets.
"Having fun playing in the snow, Sis?" He stuck out his tongue playfully, tail flicking at its tip. Even though the boy was a shy sort, teasing and having fun with his sister was probably the only thing he wasn't timid about. They'd grown up together, afterall. Sharing a whomb tends to bring people closer, y'know. "Mom would kill you if you caught a cold for this, y'know."