[ Snow isn't something Leo has ever really liked - it doesn't bother him, not really, but it isn't where he belongs. Though, after spending time with Natalie, he's gotten more accustomed to the cold, more accepting of it, even if the light powder melts under his feet and wherever it touches his skin.
Natalie's wandered off for a moment, leaving him behind while she enjoys her natural environment. She belongs here, he thinks; she'll thrive in a place like this that isn't so afraid of her, where she doesn't have to hide so much. He's lost sight of her, but he can still follow her, the magic in her blood scented clear in the air. He could sense that a mile away; it's how he'd known she wasn't normal to begin with. She can wander; as long as she's relatively close, he won't lose her. ]
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Natalie's wandered off for a moment, leaving him behind while she enjoys her natural environment. She belongs here, he thinks; she'll thrive in a place like this that isn't so afraid of her, where she doesn't have to hide so much. He's lost sight of her, but he can still follow her, the magic in her blood scented clear in the air. He could sense that a mile away; it's how he'd known she wasn't normal to begin with. She can wander; as long as she's relatively close, he won't lose her. ]
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