Silent Treatment

I - Untold Love

'When snow crunches under your foot,
What do you think of?'

     Soviet walked through the curtain of moss that hung over the cave entrance. It wasn't much for a home but, it would do. Soviet let out a low, rumbling purr and turned around. He walked back out to the freedom of the mountains. Soviet jogged over to another country who had a veil over their head. They were clearly male. The veiled country quickly clung onto Soviet's arm. He was shaking slightly, obviously nervous. Soviet whispered something calming and started to walk back to the cave, the veiled country leaning against him.

'Snow Leopards.'

     Reich clung tighter onto Soviet's arm. All these noises and scents felt too much. It smelled weird, yet awfully right. The scar on his neck felt like it was being cut open again everytime Reich turned his head. His ears perked at almost everything, the only thing they weren't perking at was Soviet's kind words. Even said in another language, they gave a sense of calm and collection to the panicked country. Reich silently yelped as a moss blanket hit his face.
[Reich cannot speak, but can still make noises here and there, depending on how much he decides to voice that day]
He hissed and clung tighter to Soviet, who's chuckling made him even more embarrassed. Reich smacked his arm gently. The claws clacking on the rock behind him made Reich swivel his ears back. Reich sighed as he recognized the scent of his mount, Zavo. Reich clung back onto Soviet and leaned against him, walking forward steadily.

'Quelki are amazing mounts, known for their ferocious temper and stunning speed.'

     That night was cold and snowy, for a blizzard had ran by. It was safe in their cave. Yet the next day only had the horrors that only I will know.
Who am I you may ask? Why, that is non important. The real question is,
Who are they?

A/N
WOOOOOOOOOO
I made this in like 30 minutes lol.