Winter Wonderland [Mylee]

Red was obviously have much more fun in the snow than I was. He was dragging me along, but not too harshly. He knew I couldn't see, and I was thankful for that. Everything was a blurry white so trees, people (unless dressed darkly), animals (unless they have dark fur), and other things just all blended in. The District Square was alive with people even though there was quite a good bit of snow on the ground.

Red helped me weave in and out of the people, going straight for the bakery first. He loved the bakery and so did I, so that was usually our first stop. He led me in and I got my usual cinnamon bread. We went back out and sat on an old bench underneath a tree and I shared the warm bread with Red, who gobbled it up as if he hadn't seen food in years.

The bread tastes really good, especially since it's really cold outside. I tear off a piece and stuff it in my mouth, tasting the sweet cinnamon and wheat. Taking another piece off I hand it to Red, who's sitting on the bench beside me, and he gobbles it up. I chuckle, petting his head. "Tastes good, don't it, Red?" I say, and he looks back at me with begging eyes. "Alright, alright." I tear off another piece and give it to him, but Red's attention is on something else. I don't feel his mouth on my fingers, so I pause, trying to see what he was looking at.

I can't see anything. Everything looks the same and my eyesight is horrid, so I was a sitting duck. A deep, low, rumbling growl sounds from Red's chest and I begin to get nervous. What's out there? Red is my eyes, and I trust him, but when you're blind and there's danger nearby, it's an awful feeling. There's a trashcan nearby and a dark figure standing by it, but I can't tell who or what it is, so I stay quiet, listening to Red growling beside me.

Red isn't letting up on the growling. Something has got to be there, and I can't see it. Great, just great. I reach out and hold onto his collar, slowly standing up, moving my hand down to the rope leash. Red hops down off the bench, I pick up the bread and hold it tightly, deciding it was time we headed off. "Let's go home, Red," I say, letting him lead the way. But he heads in a different direction, and because of my blindness, I'm forced to follow him. He drags me over to where I see a dark figure lying in the snow, which baffles me. "Erm... excuse me?" I ask hesitantly, still looking down at the person. Red stands beside me, his ears up straight and tail held out behind him like a banner. "Are you alright? You shouldn't be lyin' in the snow, you'll get frostbite." Surely this person wasn't doing this intentionally -- what if they're unconscious? Oh my gosh, and I can't see well enough to take them to the doctor! Panic runs through me as I wait for this person to answer me with a grunt, a word, anything.

The guy's short. Really short. Well, short compared to me, at least, but still really short. I'm a freaking giant, much to my dismay. Everything and everyone is small compared to me and sometimes I hate it, like right now, but other times it's quite nice. I can reach things that other people can't and people tend to leave me alone because height is intimidating, so I like it, especially when I don't want to be bothered by anyone but Red.

I give the guy a confused look. "Ya coulda got froostbitten thatta way." I tell him, genuinely concerned for him. Frostbite isn't pleasant at all. "An' if ya were dead, Red wooulda been avoidin' ya an' not barkin' at ya." I stick out a large hand toward him to shake, a smile on my face, though with my horrid eyesight, all I could see was a blurry, featureless circle topped with light hair as his face. "Pleasure t' meet ya. My name's Artemis Alexander, an' this is Red."



((Trying out a random accent. xD ))