( There he goes, slipping further into the trees and their dappled shadows stretching long across the ice and snow and small hints of dirt poking up through it all. The wombat doesn't follow directly, instead weaving with an almost amiable air through the trees in its own pattern.
If it's the trees by extension, or a slip through of its shadow inbetween, Wei Wuxian finds one foot suddenly stuck partway up a tree he was using as a springboard. He reaches out with his free hand, taking hold of the bark with a claw like grip, and holds up the apple. )
Not sure, but I'm caught either way—catch!
( Here is the apple. Up, up, and awaaaaay it goes. )
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( There he goes, slipping further into the trees and their dappled shadows stretching long across the ice and snow and small hints of dirt poking up through it all. The wombat doesn't follow directly, instead weaving with an almost amiable air through the trees in its own pattern.
If it's the trees by extension, or a slip through of its shadow inbetween, Wei Wuxian finds one foot suddenly stuck partway up a tree he was using as a springboard. He reaches out with his free hand, taking hold of the bark with a claw like grip, and holds up the apple. )
Not sure, but I'm caught either way—catch!
( Here is the apple. Up, up, and awaaaaay it goes. )