He sits at the edge of the mountain, snow falling on his nose as his glazed eyes stare into the distance, mesmerized by the sunset on the side of the Sun Nation. His ears twitch as he closed his eyes, listening to something. His beautiful white fur shone in the moon light after the sun had set, he watched from afar as his parents lifted the moon into route, still not noticing the figure behind him WISTERIA’FROST Hm?-
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