Just like always, after every moment he got his ass beat, Shirogane would hide in a little cave. You knew just where that place was, and as his best friend, you came over to check on him.

Soft sobs echoed and bounced off the icy walls, whilst he sat in a small ball, hidden by his own cloak. His pointy ears had stuck out of it and flicked back repeatedly, yet never perked up from hearing your footsteps.

Either he was too indulged in his own sobs, or he was too scared to see who it was.