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Tristan laid by a sparkling pond (which was indeed frozen), his head on his paws. He did not smile, even at the pretty little fireflies that danced around him. The moon lit the pond and stones around it a beautiful sheen of silver, but he didn't even smile at that. It was a mystery why he never smiled. Because when he was a pup, he never stopped smiling or laughing. Now, he didn't even attempt it. He was quite handsome, so it couldn't be jealousy of other brutes' looks. His history, perhaps? His milky brown eyes stared at the pond as if there was something important in it, but nothing except the moon's reflection and silver sheen was fascinating. Snow fell upon, covering his brown fur, but he didn't seem to care. He would only blow or shake off the ones that landed on his snout and ears.
Though it was night, Lillia was full of energy. She was built like a night owl. She sped through trees and crashed through piles of snow, sending it everywhere. She saw a few fireflies and butterflies and a thought occurred to her- why were they out in the winter? Spring must be coming soon. Lillia dancing through snowflakes that blew to the ground, a winter song playing in her head. Best. Day. Ever.
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