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He was just visiting. It was a version of a summer getaway, if you will, making the trek away from his woodsy flatlands up into the snowy peaks. Sometimes Tieg just found himself bored, sick of his surroundings and craving something more, more than a monotonous lifestyle that was simply being. Actually, he was usually that way. It was just hard to find himself a proper excuse to actually act on his discontent. The heat of summer did it pretty damn nicely.

He was up to his knees in snow and realized it was much less of a hassle than cooling off in a river. Maybe he should move here. The only thing that might have stopped him were the trees, those flimsy, bare pines with prodding needles. You couldn't climb one of those unless you were a squirrel. Even if he was a squirrel, he thought, he wouldn't particularly like to climb those trees. He would climb to the very top and fling himself from it, more like. His thoughts would drift to a halt as the wind brought a scent of another creature like him nearby, large ears trembling at the sound of crunching snow. Suddenly he was taking a faster pace, bounding through the snow with strange leaps that weren't completely necessary for someone his size. By the time he reached the source, though, there was nothing and no one there. Tracks in the snow, where something had barreled down...

Perplexed, Tieg followed the trail, not really knowing what he was dealing with until he stepped in the midsts of the snow drift- and fell right through it. "Help! I'm being consumed!" This snow was pretty tasty though, even if it did make his teeth ache.

Tieg gave a little jolt as he almost came nose-to-nose with the kitsu he must have been looking for. Female, by the sound of her. She seemed to know what she was doing. Suddenly, the male seemed a little more resigned to his chilly fate, drawing his head back as if to get a better look. "I'm going to have to swim out of those golden pools you're staring me down with first, sweetheart, and I don't know if I really wanna..."

Despite his words, he did move forward, placing an ebon paw on her shoulder and using it to shove himself up a little. He felt bad for pushing her down a little, and figured that would be atonement enough. He attempted to motion swimming in the snow, finding that his thick fur did wonders helping him get to the surface and hang there for a moment. "Where is my heroine?" He called, churning snow slowly to keep his place.

"Ah, there you are," Turning his head, he attempted to steer in her direction, but found himself doing maneuvers that eventually involved him rolling in the top of the snow drift. Oh, he was getting soaked, but it kind of felt great. Much better than that god-awful heat back home. "And what is the snow princess' name? Whom may I say I owe my life to?" He was being purposely over-dramatic, the dark rings around his eyes in what could be his own version of a brow waggle.