echoes of an old life || open, return

Levi liked living in Snowbound, the everlasting snow something he found comfort in. Perhaps it was because it contradicted the previous lifestyle he had struggled surviving in, the large piles of dirt and the scent of rot always filling his nose. It was not something that he enjoyed remembering so most of the dark memories that echoed in his head were faded, almost forgotten but still clinging to him like a disease. The tiny child was somewhere nearby when he heard heavy footsteps, his silky pitch black paws softly brushing off some frosty dirt off a tiny statue he had found laying on the ground. His bright battleship gray eyes flickered away from the wooden statue to catch sight of a peculiar creature that he had never seen before. A bear. One that was covered in ash and unusual tattoos that caused Leviathan's eyes to slowly widen as he rose from his sitting position to an upright one, paws softly crunching against the snow. "Woah..." he breathed, his voice filled with awe.

The undersized japanese bobtail then took a few bounds towards Kratos, soft ears pricked with attentiveness though they briefly flattened against his skull when he noticed the crimson blood that trickled onto the snow, staining its porcelain appearance. He halted in front of the towering bear, the runt craning his head back to lock his bullet gray gaze onto the stoic expression of Kratos. What was he supposed to do again? Was he supposed to question? Raising a paw to fix his white cravat, Levi stated loudly "Uh, who are you? Where'd you come from? Why are you here?" He guessed the deer was some sort of gift to Snowbound but Levi was never too sure as he thought that Kratos might be an enemy. The thought caused his semi-long obsidian fur to bristle as he waited for a response from the massive bear.