Citrus was sitting in the snow, cold as hell can make him. He sobbed and hiccuped, all his hope lost into the breeze. Earlier, his dad abandoned him, but it wasn't his fault! He had too eat those souls! He buries his face in his white fur, frosty leaf ears pinned down as he sobs. Then he hears a noise, his red eyes widening as his head shoots up.What's the point? he knew a predator would get him at some point. He sobs more, and curls up, waiting for his demise as you trudge along and spot him