- Jul 3, 2016
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Caius Surcadre
The snow crunched under his heavy boots as the man walked. He wore a fur lined coat to keep him warm against the winter air, in truth he didn't wear as much as most would, but he'd experienced worse weather than this. He was weathered and tough.
"The Prohakas haven't been able to clear the snow," he'd explained to his son as they walked, "so I thought we should offer help." The Prohakstas being the elderly retired couple living near them, having moved tnear the woods for the quiet.
The older wearwolf had two shovels strapped to his back, a thermos of hot tea slipped into his coat pocket. "If you get tired you can go in with Mrs. Prohakas, she said she'd have snacks for us."
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