Caster and Vira BONUS: Valentine's Day
Winters were the worst; Vira was already short, but when a foot of snow covered everything, it was impossible to move. Caster’s long legs had no problem, and he’d wandered far. When I find him I’ll wring his neck, she seethed. I told him to stay inside, but no!
She spotted him a few minutes later, standing in a snow drift, a red dot on a white canvas.
“There you are!” She said, heading towards him. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
He yelled something back, but it was lost in the wind.
When she reached him he wrapped her in his arms, just like he always did, but his hands were cold, and he wasn’t smiling. Not again, she thought. He’d been depressed lately, always staring into the distance.
“Are you alright?” Vira asked, touching his face. One of his eyes flashed green, then died back down to silver.
“Of course love,” he answered. What a liar. It was obvious something was bothe