A year had passed since the pair had arrived, and they were smack-dab in the middle of the Moladion winter once again. The male didn't mind the snow- the cold was invigorating, and the threat of freezing his paws off surely made him move quicker. Perhaps it wasn't the best time to visit the crags, as the rocks were quite slippery with ice, but Senketsu relished in the challenge. His companion was with him now, though they had wandered from each other at some points, they always stayed somewhat close together. Though they had been here for some time, the lands were still strange and unfamiliar, as were it's inhabitants. Perhaps it was his more introverted nature, but the male hadn't met any others yet.

His nose twitched and he raised his head slightly, casting a glance backwards towards Meteor Rain, who was having somewhat of a significant struggle with the slippery ice. "Use your claws. For traction." Senketsu said with a shake of his head. "Meteor, just what would you do without me? You would probably, I don't know, charge headfirst into a bear's den. And then I'd have to-" So caught up was he in teasing his friend, he didn't notice that his grip was slipping. And just as he realized and tried to correct himself, a panicked misstep caused him to tumble off the rock and land with a thump on the ground.

Luckily, the snow cushioned his fall, and nothing was hurt except for his pride- and that was a rather serious injury. Perhaps even fatal. Senketsu huffed, dragging himself to his feet. Immediately he shot daggers at Meteor, his crimson eyes narrowed. "Say. Nothing." He growled, though the corners of his mouth twitched a bit, signifying that he, at least, found a bit of humor in the situation.