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A snowflake drifted slowly through air far too warm to support it. Thick, feathery light and bitterly cold, it spun as if in slow-motion in the air, and settled on the sun-warmed asphalt where it melted. Another, and another fell from clouds that spun and wove themselves out of darkest night, blooming near the heart of the vast and vibrant city.
Footsteps followed in the path of the fallen snow, slow, almost aimless, with icy blue eyes fixed simply ahead. The chill bloom of wind around his form that crept along walls and windows, rasping with the dry touch of deepest winter. Frost crept, and glass cracked. The inky black lines among his fur shimmered slowly with an auroral glow, before the gasp and yelp of some unfortunate soul stumbled across him.
They froze. Mercifully not literally, and coughed for the bite of the cold at their lungs. Stumbling, scrambling back, they yelled in terror, slipping on icy ground that threatened to engulf their feet, and their hope for escape.
The tibbit's eyes slid towards them, face impassive as ice bloomed around him, rolling and unfurling into more. More that pulled itself into form, into silently snarling, twitching form. The polar-bear stood like a hulking, crystaline truck of wicked claws and vicious knife-sized fangs. The deep and empty pits where its eyes should have been, flared with the tibbit's auroral light.
The cold surged outwards like a blast as if the beast had roared in primal, gelid fury.
Permafrost's eyes took on the same glow, leaking like vapor as one hand casually brushed the bear's lower jaw. Curling claws to gently slice divots in the beast's craggy chin. The ground at his feet splintered with cold as he held the hapless would-be victim's gaze for a moment or two longer, all but considering their fate.
Flurries billowed around the slim, villainous figure as his eyes fixed forward again, and he kept walking, seemingly guiding the bear with him. His muzzle wrinkled softly, unseen as his tail flicked and whipped, leaving only the snowflakes to drift through the air in his wake, falling like petals through air far too cold to keep it bouyant.
Footsteps followed in the path of the fallen snow, slow, almost aimless, with icy blue eyes fixed simply ahead. The chill bloom of wind around his form that crept along walls and windows, rasping with the dry touch of deepest winter. Frost crept, and glass cracked. The inky black lines among his fur shimmered slowly with an auroral glow, before the gasp and yelp of some unfortunate soul stumbled across him.
They froze. Mercifully not literally, and coughed for the bite of the cold at their lungs. Stumbling, scrambling back, they yelled in terror, slipping on icy ground that threatened to engulf their feet, and their hope for escape.
The tibbit's eyes slid towards them, face impassive as ice bloomed around him, rolling and unfurling into more. More that pulled itself into form, into silently snarling, twitching form. The polar-bear stood like a hulking, crystaline truck of wicked claws and vicious knife-sized fangs. The deep and empty pits where its eyes should have been, flared with the tibbit's auroral light.
The cold surged outwards like a blast as if the beast had roared in primal, gelid fury.
Permafrost's eyes took on the same glow, leaking like vapor as one hand casually brushed the bear's lower jaw. Curling claws to gently slice divots in the beast's craggy chin. The ground at his feet splintered with cold as he held the hapless would-be victim's gaze for a moment or two longer, all but considering their fate.
Flurries billowed around the slim, villainous figure as his eyes fixed forward again, and he kept walking, seemingly guiding the bear with him. His muzzle wrinkled softly, unseen as his tail flicked and whipped, leaving only the snowflakes to drift through the air in his wake, falling like petals through air far too cold to keep it bouyant.
Category All / Fantasy
Species Tiger
Size 960 x 1200px
File Size 2.05 MB
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