Plushi Is Hawkeye Bitches

With a flick of his tail, Ataxia crawled on all fours with his nose to the ground. Of course there was snow there, and his cloths were getting soaked, But he didn't care. He'd found teeny little prints in the snow that he was sure belonged to a mouse. He followed them with a single-minded determination. Or was it simple-minded? Atxia's nose sniffed the snow, and he paused as a sneezing fit exploded from him from getting some of the finer powder up his nostrils. Sneezing like rapid fire, he fell back onto his butt in the snow. His hands cupped his face, and as the last sneeze finished making his head ring, he blinked up at Sini.