Post by grumpyhyena on May 23, 2018 20:59:30 GMT -6
Cassiopeia
Trudging knee-deep through snow was probably one of her least favorite things about her home country. With summers so brief, sometimes she found it hard to call the warm season to memory. She had her cloak tightly wrapped around her body, but the gusts of wind that cut through the trees made it feel paper thin. The short draft-mule trudged along, occasionally struggling through deeper rifts in the snow. Snow clung in clumps at her legs and in the longer tresses of her tail. Miserable, would have been a good descriptor for how she felt in that moment.
Cassi glanced up to her sole companion in her misery. The taller mule trudged ahead of her, there had been few words between them, besides a few sparse greetings. Cass was hardly in the mood to, the cold stole her interest in socializing. Her mind was set on one thing- find whatever assholes they had been sent out to track down and then go home. Preferably to a warm hearth and food. The mule lazily dragged herself through the snow, head swung rather low. When the taller mare ahead of her stopped, Cass barely noticed. It took her bumping into the other's rear for her to re-focus on the situation at hand.
Cassi glanced up to her sole companion in her misery. The taller mule trudged ahead of her, there had been few words between them, besides a few sparse greetings. Cass was hardly in the mood to, the cold stole her interest in socializing. Her mind was set on one thing- find whatever assholes they had been sent out to track down and then go home. Preferably to a warm hearth and food. The mule lazily dragged herself through the snow, head swung rather low. When the taller mare ahead of her stopped, Cass barely noticed. It took her bumping into the other's rear for her to re-focus on the situation at hand.
