What a strange mix of feelings. I feel tired and pained but also exultant and thrilled. It is a mix of both him and me but I don't realize this. In truth I know very little of being an imprint. All I know in this moment is that his silvery face is so striking to me, his bright eyes enough to drown mine, and I am so glad that he offers his shoulder. As I limp through the deep drifts with him at my side I barely feel the cold. Each place we touch is like a fire, but the pleasent kind. My nose tingles from where it brushed against his and whenever I think about it, my ears flip back in embaressment but also a bit of secret pleasure. I giggle again at his next words. "Thank you," I say sweetly, happy that he does not think me a burden. I am 99% certain he wasn't joking either because he sounds so convincing!

Wherever we are going, I am content because I feel safe with Israfel. He is warm and nice. Not to mention... cute. I feel foolish but also giddy and awkward. The makeshift den that he brings me to is beneath a log and I beam at his gesture, entering slowly as I don't want to slip and end up pressing my weight on my sore paw. It is lined with feathers and indeed, is cozy. I move to the back of it with wide eyes, sniffing a few times because it smells of only him and that scent is intoxicating, but I quickly stop in case he catches me.

Then I lay down and look at my paw. It is not really harmed on the outside but I notice it is swelling, probbly from bruising as I twisted it back and forth to try and get it out. I jerk my head up at his words, smiling contritly at him and my tail thumps behind me. "Oh yes, it is very warm in here. I like the feathers, they are lovely," I add, my voice sincere. My own den was scattered with herbs and vegetation, no feathers, but I wonder why I hadn't thought to add them. I blink at his mention of herbs, confused at first becuase I hadn't seen any here, and then I realize he means mine.

My ears fall slightly as I sigh. "Yes, they were," I say, brightening at his offer. But then I peek around him and see the white wash that is going on out there. "I can't let you go back out there. It looks really bad and what if something happens to you too?" My eyes are wide as I look at him, clearly worried about his safety. "My paw will be fine with a little rest. We can't go anywhere until this settles down. I was silly for leaving home today."