Snowfall

An unexpected meeting

It was a cold December morning and Snow was walking through the inhospitable cold of the Alaskan winter to his favorite coffee shop. Despite the frigid temperature Snow wasn't bothered, he wore only a pale grey hoodie and some skinny jeans. His fox ears twitched as the wind loudly ripped through the streets and his tail swayed in the icy breeze. As he approached the coffee shop he'd been to thousands of times he saw a face he didn't recognize, the man was short and his face was strangely feminine compared to the rest of the small Alaskan town. Rather than having a gruff, hardened appearance this man's face was clean shaven and his skin was soft and supple contrasting to the woodsman with large black beards and acne marked skin that populated the town. The man's hair was white with a silvery sheen to it and the highlights were a flattering shade of light purple he had ears like Snow's although they lacked the black tips and hung lower than Snow. The man looked no older than 20 and was shivering in the cold, he had no jacket to protect him from the cruel frost and was left whimpering and crying although his tears had frozen over leaving his face an icy landscape of craggy tears. Snow approached the crying form of the small man and extended a hand, "Hey there, you look cold. Where's your Jacket?" Snow asked with a tinge of concern. "I-I d-don't have one" said the small main, his eyes watering. Without hesitation, Snow took off his hoodie and tossed it to the smaller man "Take this, it'll keep you warm" and before the man could respond Snow had lifted him into his arms and started to carry him into the warmth of the coffee shop.