It's a cold night out in the forest, and very few clouds loomed in the skies. Snow blanketed the ground all around due to a blizzard from nights ago, which only the wintery weather kept it all from melting away. Skary was sitting under full the full moon tonight in a spacious area, in which no trees covered the sight, waiting on his most beloved partner. A werewolf without a name, yet was most beautiful.
Within moments, footsteps and the cracking of the snow could be heard. The bakeneko flicked his ears, looking straight ahead towards the sight to behold. The nameless werewolf, decked in a fur coat, her long gray hair dragging across the sparkling, white ground. She held out her paw, the latter then taking hold of it, standing on his two hind paws.
"May I have this dance?" She said.
"Of course, my love." Responded Skary.
The two then embracing eachother, despite the bakeneko being far smaller. The only music that could be heard was the sound of nature. The birds at night. The creeks and rivers flowing through some parts of the forest. The insects, especially crickets chirping. Yet the most beloved sound was the howl of his beautiful partner.
They both waltzed under the moonlight, exchanging gazes at eachother. They never cared whether one or the other stepped on a twig or two, creating a noisy cracking sound. It was just them, the forest, the winter air, and the moon and stars in the night sky. Their dance went on for a good while before ending it within a hungry and passionate kiss, only to stare into each other's eyes for around what must've been a good few minutes afterwards.
Eventually the cold weather began to catch up as the wind and snow blew around. It may have been just the right time to head back to the cave, where a cozy fire could keep the two warm... let alone where more activities could occur...
