King of winter meets the Queen (P/vetur)

[attr="class","boneshatter3"]On a nice day a young man, Vetur was moving through the trees of a lone, and deserted park. On the ground below him three wolves, moved beneath him. Each of them were a combination of white, and silver. A closer observation would have led to many realizing that they were constructs of ice and snow, but those that were spiritually would’ve detected that the wolves were connected by something else, that being Vetur’s reiatsu.

Why was he in the park doing this today? It was due to the fact that a beast with a great white mask appeared, and began to smash up the part. Many people ran, some going near the beast as if they didn’t even see it being there. He’d been using the wolves so far to scare people away from the park so that nothing would get in the trouble, but little did he realize there would be one person that didn’t leave.

As he reached the beast, he was able to realize the hollow stood easily at the height of 16 feet, and built like a behemoth. (I.E think a Behemoth from FFX with a Hollow mask) He didn’t know if anyone else in the area would be able to stop this…thing, so he’d have to do something, and like that it had begun. The memory of the first snow he ever saw slipped through his mind as the air in the park went cold. A smile slipped across the boy’s pale skin faced just as his white hair blew. A simple line slipped from his lips, sound almost like a question. ”Ready to be hunted?” He would say before 50 meters in every direction from him suddenly encased itself in ice. Glaciers stood erect from the ground everywhere. Some were small, and others were large enough to tower over the beast.

Before the beast would’ve been able to react, Vetur vanished. His body melted into the ice, and reappeared atop of one of the glaciers before his right hand came out and his left touch the top of that hand. He pulled his left hand back, allowing his Reiyoko to form an ice like bow from his motions. His left hand guided the string that formed before he quickly let go. Arrow after arrow that seemed to be made from ice fired down upon the creature from above, hoping to end it soon.

[attr="class","boneshatter3"] Vetur’s eyes hardened as he watched the beast for a moment cry out in pain from the multiple strikes from his arrows. As it faded away, his gaze softened. His mind played back for a moment, the scene of his last love who called him a monster before out of fear, froze her solid. His hand gripped tightly around the grip of the bow before it vanished. He was about to vanished before he heard a female voice, as light as it seemed to him echo into his ears. His eyes quickly flickered down to see the woman below. She seemed not even phased by what had just occurred.

His body dropped back into the ice before reappearing at the base of the glacier that he had stood upon. His stand, it was stiff, in a way ready to fight if needed. Something about her felt to him as if she was almost natural to be around. Perhaps someone that understood who he was, or what he was? His right hand came out, calling out to the small set of crystalized snow wolves in the back, beyond just site.

”Hello to yourself? Why aren’t you running? Everyone else runs from this, or if they don’t they try to kill me.”