You are walking through the your neighborhood, heading home with a few bags of groceries in your hands as small bits of snow fall over the streets. You catch a slight glimpse of a pair red-ish golden eyes staring you down, but it quickly retreats into an alley. You pay it no mind as you continue walking down the dimmed sidewalk. After a moment, you feel a warm paw pressed against your shoulder as well as warm breath against your neck.