Skyrim: UnfoldingSkyrim: Unfolding3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tree branches above them barely held leaves, and the few that remained were glimmering golden in the morning sun. The rest of the birches were seemingly lifeless as the approaching winter was making itself felt, even in the lower regions of Skyrim. Faint traces of snow were already abundant around them, but it wasn't fully covering the ground yet. The stone road ahead of them was yet clear to see and the cold air tolerable enough for their kind.
The Khajiits didn't belong in Skyrim, with its cold weather and unwelcoming people. The feline race wasn't appreciated anywhere outside their own land really, due to their unfortunate rumor of being thieves. Not everyone enjoyed thievery, least of all these four Khajiit and their horse. Two of them were merchants while the other two were obviously guards with all the armor and weapons they carried.
The male one walked with the air of a warrior, stoic and certain. His long fur was brown, with several rings attached to his long ears and the b