Opening his eyes, Hunter stretches out lazily in a tree since he chosen to start to assert his own independence and his front paws dangles off the branch, noting that the snow fell overnight. The snowy paradise stretches out as far as his eyes could see with no pawprints or footprints, Hunter wanted to be the first one to put his prints in the snow before others could so he deftly leaps from a branch to other before landing in the snow, creating a huge dent in the snow bed. "Oh dang.. its really deep..." Hunter says as the snow came up to top of his legs but it didn't deter him at all. His body bunches up and with a little butt wiggle, he leaps and keeps leaping until he gets to the sidewalk.
By that time, he's completely covered in snow and he doesn't even notice it while he pads down the sidewalk with his tail swaying back and forth excitedly, his steampunk decor sways back and forth from his collar while he hums to himself. His humming evolves into a quiet singing while Hunter moves toward this broth shop that he knows that the owners would give him a bowl of broth so he could warm up.
