It's just shy of four o'clock in the morning here, and I find myself unable to sleep again (sighs). I like this one quite a bit, and I hope you guys do too.
Her breath fogs out visibly in front of her before dissipating short seconds later. A shiver ripples through her, shaking her frame.
Surely this magnitude of snow has to be unorthodox, even for the land of snow, she thinks as she glares at the snow at her feet. Her gaze lifts and she focuses on the Uchiha's back in front of her, acting as a guide. Judging by the sound of his footfalls, he could not have been more than a few feet ahead, but the falling snow distorted her line of vision.
They had been assigned on a reconnaissance in Yukigakure, and they had been fighting the cold as they passed through the mountains for the better part of three days.
The crunching sound of his feet landing in the snow abruptly stops, and she follows suit.
He looks over his shoulder at her,
"We'll camp here for tonight." he gestures to a small break made by the natural rock formation of the mountain. It was not ideal, but it would give relief from the wind.
Her chin lowers once quickly in affirmation, and she moves quickly to the rock face before setting herself down against the side of the mountain.
An eastward wind blows lithely towards them, and she pulls the hood of her robe closer to her face. She glares at the murky purple sky, devoid of sunlight as seemingly endless soft flakes fall around her.
In the interest of stealth, building a fire was out of a question, but in that moment she longs for the warmth of a flame. She does not fare well in the cold, more suited for the blazing summers of the fire country than the tiny masses that were currently falling from the sky.
Exhaling heavily, she stretches a hand in front of her and flexes her fingers stiffly, feeling the cold's effect on the digits of her hand.
Sasuke moves to settle next to her, and her gaze flickers to the side as she gazes at the raven haired man. His expression is apathetic, almost bored, as he stares off into space.
Again the wind rushes against them harshly, and she bites her arm to stifle the growing whimper that threatens to pass chapped lips.
It does not escape his notice, and he turns to stare at her for a moment. She quickly removes her hand from her face, determined not to show weakness in front of the Uchiha. He blinks at her once, and she just sighs and turns her face forwards again.
A moment passes before she suddenly feels herself being pulled to the right. She falters slightly before thumping softly into his side, his arm settling over her shoulders as he moves to pull the side of his cloak over her.
She stiffens, green eyes blinking in shock for a moment before staring up at the boy questioningly, but he's not looking at her, his gaze turned upwards towards the rock face.
She stares at him for another second questioningly, eyes blinking as a petal of snow lands on her lower lash line. He remains expressionless though, and she smiles softly, settling into him and relishing the feeling of his body heat slowly starting to creep through her side.