Lion of Ithilien
Played by Naboo

Frost did not simply nip at his toes, but rather viciously ensnare what felt like his entire body. Despite his goliath frame he was lean, a muscular beast of little fat and with just a strip of mane blazing over his spine towards about half way down his back. The chill permeated his flesh, the wind's long fingers seeking through his fur and tickling his skin as he walked onward. His weight bore down into the snow and a pleasant though equally irritating crunch accompanied every movement, though his carmine gaze was suddenly upon something that didn't fit, an oddity among the plush white and occasional drifts of snow that blew with the stray breeze. Her chocolate figure stark and small, a blip upon the radar. Without drawing much closer his voice is smooth, trailing into the space between them as his breath whisked a cloud from his jaws. "Good day," The smooth whiskey roll of his voice was gentle, ears rolling forward lightly and once more a plume of breath rose from his lips. "are you as lost as I am?"

@Helayne
art by munk, code by naboo