Heads on a science apart

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own This one was tasty, it had decided. And it liked to play with this one very much indeed. It would have been too easy, though, to don the rags and whispers of maternal love. And with the change of the seasons, Ludo felt as though a change might suit elsewhere, too. As Remi walked the snow would remain a mute and silent companion, disturbed only by the crunch of his own footsteps. Like something gnawing on the bones of the earth. As he reached the Outskirts, however, a pair of black tipped ears would appear poking up from the blanket of white, followed by the lithe and bouncy figure of a red fox. The creature had clearly been on the pounce for something, but whatever it was it hadn't taken into account just how deep the drift was. With a huff of sinking snow, the fox disappeared almost entirely into it, only to pop back up with a yip of... something. Enjoyment? Outrage? Who could tell, honestly?