"Kure! Wait up!" Panda-chan yelled at his mate as he lunged through the chest-deep snow, panting heavily and running through the steam of his breath. He tried running in the blazed trail, but it was still a rigorous and labor-intensive process. He frowned, groaned, and halted in his tracks.
Kure did stop, and looked over his shoulder. Panda-chan looked cute when he pouted, and he couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face, which only went to make him angrier. Kure smiled, and went back to walking, now slower, though the deep snow. It was hard to see in the moonless night, but he had a purpose in mind, and his long tail brushed the snow as it waved like a beacon for Panda-chan to follow.
