>>47521490Long are the Kalosian winters, where the dusk settles in all too early and the snow gently taps on windowpanes on the back of frigid northern gusts. Seldom did trainers brave the wilderness in these long months, often choosing to put their adventures on hold for the season and visit family. Even the tourism died down considerably when the frost came. It left everything so quiet.
A tiny furnace lit the confines of the cheap inn room. Certainly not a roaring fireplace by any means, but it did it's job, and candlelight filled in the rest of the imagination. And besides, there was only a handful of guests tonight. It was nearly silent around here. The kinds of moments he appreciated the most. The kinds where he wasn't quite alone.
She strode across the room back to him, her fur almost shimmering in the low light. The distance between them in the bed they shared closed without reservation or hesitance, and soon they were in each other's arms, shuffling just slightly to find the most comfortable position in the gloom. His neck fit her face just the same as the space between her ears fit his head.
It made every other season worthwhile.
