'The snow was rather deep this year, deeper then normal. Walking in it would have been difficult for a human and it certainly had it's difficulties for the demonic as well. Trudging along, Yukio stopped, scenting the air. He was clad in leather and furs, freshly returning from a mission of spying.
His nostrils flared, head cocking curiously to the side.

Shadowshifter blood? He had not previously felt another of his kind when he'd first gone by.

Walking along, sharp, deep black eyes scanned the snow, looking for a glimpse of the other he knew from the thickness of the scent of cooling blood, was close.

There, a patch of black.

Bundling his furs harder about himself, the large male pushed forward, keen to get to the other's side as soon as possible.
The male was cold to the touch, the large white hand of the shadowshifter running along a soft arm. Not dead, not yet.

Gently, he bundled the other against him, smiling faintly. "Well, little one... looks like you got lucky." '

Yukio finds Raithe half dead in the snow. ^^

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