..⃗.•̩̩͙⁺゜ Winter’s Claws ⤾·˚ ༘ ◡̈ a Wyvernkit application -ˋˏ ༻introduction༺ ˎˊ- The winds blow, harsh, cold, at the winged cat gliding far above. Snow is falling, but the cool-toned felid seems unfazed, eyes scanning the land below. The snow-covered landscape is sparkling beneath him, and a smile creeps onto his face as he glides lower. His wings are beating faster, stronger, as the winds continue to grow more powerful, but the tom doesn't let it tire him out, he drops to the icy landscape. at the foot of the Vanishing Peaks, delight in his gaze. He stumbles forward, his gangly adolescent limbs cutting him a pathway through the land that was gripped in Winter's Claws. -ˋˏ ༻forum link༺ ˎˊ- ➷ https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/868633/?page=1#post-9002481 -ˋˏ ༻credits༺ ˎˊ- ➷ art & design ◦ @dragon-clouds ➷ litter host ◦ @tss-roleplay
