Fantasy Blessed RP Silver Wolf and Chrestomanci

[Cat.Chrestomanci]

His life was peaceful with no real struggles. The days passed like a soft spring wind, drifting past. Sometimes it would bring debris of various sizes, but never did it blow him over or carry disaster in its wake. His life had followed a fairly common trajectory with little deviation from the norm. Primary school flowed into middle school then high school and university, where he was on this pleasant winter afternoon as he strolled across an empty quad, fresh snow crunching under his feet despite the fact that it was the on the cusp of spring.

Despite the low temperature, it was not unpleasant. The scenery was soft and pure, draped in a blanket of untouched white, save for a trail of footprints making its way down unseen paths. He held the unpopular opinion that the world was prettiest when feathery layers of ice covered glass panes on buildings and vehicles alike, when breath came in small white clouds as one inhaled and exhaled, when little crystals of snow descended from the heavens to gather and combine to paint the city a perfect, glittering white. Where others might hole themselves in their homes, he preferred to enjoy this weather outdoors. A slight pink tinged his fingers and cheeks but he did not mind, accustomed to lower temperatures due to his unique nature.

Although he led a peaceful life here, there was always a strange feeling itching at the back of his mind, as though the peace was temporary and there was something that could appear on the horizon at any time, ready to bring his world crashing down around him with no warning, that there was something that would bring catastrophe to his all but inane life. Whenever these thoughts surfaced, he pushed them away, positive that his abilities would surely be sufficient to keep him safe from harm. The symbol just below his left collarbone was the mark that signified his superhuman nature.

While he had never been able to truly explore his abilities for fear of being captured and experimented upon, he knew the basics of his cryokinesis and was able to control it fairly well. It was strange and he had always wondered whether there were others like him in the world. He had never felt some sort of pull in his stomach or other indication that one might be nearby so he simply assumed that he was alone.

 

[Silver Wolf]

Days like this were quite enjoyable, winter had always been one of his more favored times of year. The powdery white snow at his home off in the more rural areas of the city was quite fun when it came around. Fond memories of playing with his younger sister cropped up into the redhead's mind as he held a plastic bag of groceries in his hand while walking along the pavement. When he returned for the winter, perhaps a special meal would suffice for his sister. She wasn't a picky eater, but her curiosity knew no bounds.

The redhead gave into a more dreary smile as he bitter sweetly thought about his sister's curiosity. It wasn't unwarranted, and while her curiosity had given her such amazing capabilities in learning, it was a shame she may never get to use them. A white puff escaped the redhead's scarf as his thoughts ended. The white puff drew him back to reality as it briefly fogged his vision and his meager walk back to his dorm continued. Once the groceries were stored, a certain matter would need to be attended to. For the red-head it was a matter of great importance, and it was also quite nearly a daily ritual.

As the redhead walked across a thin sheet of ice almost as naturally as pavement, he took notice of a girl. He had sworn he'd seen her a few times, but that thought was cut short when the young blonde fell flat on her back with her hat falling off and a fairly loud squeal of fright brought on by the sudden loss of footing. The redhead reached down to pick her hat up and handed it back to her. One brief thank you later and the girl attempted to gain footing on the ice with a very obvious struggle. As she got up, the blonde nearly accidentally performed the splits, and after getting up straight, she attempted to take a step forward and wobbled on the ice.