Citrus hiccups and gasps for breath admist his crying, tears trailing down his face, though they freeze almost instantly from the cold. The Night, Silent Neverland as a whole, is a cold, unforgiving area always submerged in winter, and he can barely move as he tries to crawl through the thick blanket of snow on the ground, white paws trembling.

He eventually just lies down, curling into a ball and pushing as much of his face as he can into the fur around his neck, drowning out his sobs. He... he didn't mean to, an instinct took over him, he couldn't help but eat their souls! His dad, he.. he abandoned him.. said he wasn't his dad, that Citrus was a monster. He didn't mean to...

He shudders as he sees a figure in the woods, frosted leaf ears ducking down. He makes an effort to back away from you as you submerge from the shadows of the forest. He let's out a small sob and tries to hide himself in the snow. He knew eventually some kind of predator would get him out here.