Catlander sighs in disappointment, gazing out at the winter landscape that stretches before him. The cold, gray skies loom overhead, casting a muted light across the scene, while the snow blankets the ground, creating a serene yet melancholic atmosphere that seems to reflect his mood. The trees stand bare, their branches reaching skyward like skeletal fingers, and the distant mountains are shrouded in a soft, white haze, giving the entire vista an ethereal quality, he hasn't noticed you yet.
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