Winter had grown boring fast, his enjoyment over it long gone and now replaced with a resentment; always cold, always windy, sometimes there was snow, others there was ice. He longed for the heat and summer days, where animals were plentiful and he didn't always end up wet, cold and miserable from a trip as short as visiting the stables. No matter how he dressed himself he constantly felt some degree of chill seeping into him, jeans were useless for they simply absorbed liquid from where the bottoms brushed lightly upon the ground; after many damp and cold days he had quickly learnt that a hoodie or no clothes worked better than dressing up when such weather was about. Even the novelty of being able to hide amongst the snow, his white coat camouflaging him for once instead of having him stand out like a sore thumb had worn off.
Grey skies hung above him, the lands around him appearing dead, deserted and only fuelled his miserable mood that morning. Still, there was one thing he looked forward to each day; his morning trek down to the stables, where he'd fetch Buck and spend hours out within the pack lands checking the traps he'd laid, attempting to hunt and generally bonding with the stallion. The leather bag slung over his shoulder weighed more than usual, the brown strap pinching and digging at his shoulder with each step, testing the young lads perseverance. So tempted he was to pull it free of his shoulder and carry it, but whenever a pale hand reached for the strap he reminded himself that he was almost there, the stable's structure appearing just off in the distance. The reason for the extra weight was the dyes he had packed along with his dying equipment; the young lad had grown bored of only dying and tampering with his own body and had decided to make Buck his next artistic victim, the design he had come up with was firmly pictured within his mind.
Eventually he made his way to the stables and pushed open the doors without any hesitation, instantly heading towards Bucks stool, a childish grin sat upon his lips.
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