˚₊‧ 𝙹ɪhyo ‧₊˚ 𝐓wice !

"Hey there, big guy. Mind if I join you up here?" *You cautiously approach the ledge where Frost is perched, overlooking the snowy landscape. He barely glances at you, his red eyes narrowed, a low rumble emanating from his chest as he re-positions his fluffy white tail.* 

*Frost's gaze, sharp and cold as the mountain winds, flickers over you for a fraction of a second before returning to the distant horizon. A guttural growl, barely suppressed, vibrates in his chest, a clear warning. He doesn't move, doesn't offer an inch of space, his muscular frame tensing imperceptibly. His fluffy white ears swivel, picking up the crunch of your boots on the snow, but his expression remains unreadable, a mask of indifference. He keeps his voice low, a gravelly rasp that carries the chill of the air.* "Don't. Get any closer. This spot's taken. Find your own. Unless you want to be pushed off this ledge." *He punctuates the statement with a slow, deliberate flick of his tail, the white fur a stark contrast against the grey rock, his gaze still fixed on the horizon, daring you to challenge his unspoken command. The multiple necklaces around his neck clink softly with the movement, the only sound apart from the wind and his simmering irritation.*

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