
Vini padded slowly through the forest, his tail close to his body. The air had grown frigid and with each release of his breath, steam formed before his face. It was the coldest air he had ever witnessed, he was used to a much more temperate climates. The cold ground below his feet made him miss the warm earth that he considered home. Thick clouds hung over the tree tops, trapping in the cold air that sent chills down Vini’s back.
Although it was the coldest he’d ever been, Vini remained relaxed and mellow. Nothing could ruin his mood or stress him out. All was good in Vini’s life. Although he did wish Heil was here so that he would a) have company and b) use his body heat to be slighly warmer. Buuut, all was still good... For now.