The c(O)ld Creeps in....

[Shadowbreak]

The sun was covered by thick clouds over head, leaving no warmth for those below. Shadowbreak walked quiet through the trees, his eyes capturing every detail. Already the cold of winter was creeping in upon them slowly and soon it would consume them. He didn't mind the winter...it was when the prey left that he decided spring should come. But that's what happened every year.
Shadowbreak ran a hand through his black hair and let out a long breath that hung in the air. The chilly air nipped at his cheeks and neck but the young man didn't bother to pull his cloak tighter around himself.
Continuing with his walk he counted the number of leaves that crunched under foot or the flowers that were begining to die.

Needless to say...he lost count.

[Darksoul]

Light feet cared a young girl across the rough course bark of the great pines. They were old, but showed their might through their enormous size and strength through the thickness and strength of their bark. The pale skin of Darksoul stood out among the ashy grey bark of the pines, their green nettles giving her some assistance on her tree creeping. Her long uneven raven hair blew in her face as the cold breeze swept through the ancient pines. Her pale white skin was barely covered by her deer skin clothes. They only covered half way to her knees and showed her belly. Thick straps held her top up and keep her warm, all the warmth she needed anyway. Her skin was cold, but tough, yet it had such a soft feel to it and it gave off the same appearance. Strapped to her leg was a small dagger. The handle was made form the strong bark of a pine and the blade was made out of stone that was keep sharp every day.

Darksoul's soft blue eyes, that held a hidden sadness with in, keep locked upon the older man with the midnight hair. From high within the pines she leaped gracefully from branch to branch. She was quick and silent, any noise that was made could have been passed off for the wind. Darksoul was known in the Clan for her great stealth and speed. She was skilled with climbing and tree running, as well as sneak attacks and stealth required missions. One of her favorite free time consuming activities was to observe her Clan-mates from above, sometimes sneak up upon them, but she was shy so it happened very seldom. Darksoul stopped upon a thick branch, placing a soft pale white hand upon the pine's thick trunk. Her blue eyes turned from the man to the sky and the hidden sadness seemed to grow as she gazed up at the blue sky.