tired stumble // open+joining

henri came over, finally beginning to learn his way around the place. snowbound's central town was hard to navigate, but he felt best in the surrounding territory- lot of open space, not a lot to run into. thus, he was rarely ever in the little village and instead spent his days slowly walking through the area. he heard the words of some individuals and henri was drawn over, eyes shut. he had left his sunglasses at home, unfortunately, and the light hurt.

"maybe she's hurt," the tom mused, shifting his weight. he looked her over- a serval, female, with a clear affinity for profanity. he was interested to see how this would play out.