Sunset, Light Snow, 17.6F/-8C
You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr
Viorel was mostly pleased with the weather today, the short cold streak had broken and with it had come a light dusting of snow. He didn’t mind when the snow was coming down like this, and while he wouldn’t admit it to his cousin or brother he almost thought it was kind of pretty. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to scope out the area a little more and map out their future plans. Ever since his conversation with Vayko it was practically all the teen could think about, come March they would be kings in their own right. Now all that was left to do was figure out where their kingdom was going to be.
The Valle teen had taken to wandering around near the creek, theoretically because having easy access to water would be important, and because he just liked the sound of the flow. He had been following all of the small off shoots looking for something a little more inconspicuous than being directly on the main part of the small river and had almost been ready to give up for the day when he stumbled upon the perfect spot. What had once been a portion of the creek had been blocked off by a fallen empress tree, creating a backwater. While the rest of the creek still bubbled along even in the worst of the winter, this portion was frozen still. The trees here had at one point fallen to some disease and many of them littered the ground, creating a clear view of the sky. This looked like exactly what he wanted.
Lifting his muzzle Viorel called for his cousin, he thought he had found them their home.
Isn't it amazing anything's accomplished?