Biography
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'Blood is thicker then water you say? Ha! Fine then, bring me a goblet of your finest blood and we will see if your words match your truth.'
'Snowflakes are always unique...did you know that...?'
'Really?'
'Ya, not one snowflake is an exact copy of another.'
'Wow! That's crazy!'
'Isn't it...you know in a way we humans are like snowflakes.'
'How so?'
'Not one of us are the same...and in the end there is always that one red snowflake the falls from the sky and ruins everything-'
Pale eyelids snapped open to reveal the crimson irises beneath and even paler lips separated letting out of puff of air which cooled into mist in the freezing temperatures. A being, completely human like aside from the dark gray and white horns that stuck out from the top of the skull with a slight arc to them, lay in speckles of pure white snow. With a low croaking cough the albino being rolled onto its side hacking up the mucky substance coating its throat out onto the snow. That substance turned out to be blood.
Yuusaka...
Those shining red eyes widened at the name as the being, now taking the name Yuusaka, forced itself to sit up, pressing all of its weight to its arms to help stabilize its posture. The humanoid cocked its head to the side as it took in the conditions of its body. A long curtain of white hair, which started at its head and ended at its knees, covered a bit of its waist and the strands that weren't on its body were a tangled mess to the side of it. A pair of tight pure white pants that went to its ankles felt more like an armor than an article of clothing. The feeling was the exact same with the tight long sleeved pure white shirt. Both articles had the look of smooth armor as well.
Seeing as no wounds littered the being's body, it rolled so it's weight was back on its arms and hefted itself upwards. A sharp, distinctly male even if a bit high of an octave, cry escaped the being as he stumbled backwards almost completely falling. Catching himself right away the albino steadied and took a deep breath before looking forward and squinting.
A town could be made out in the distant even with the falling snow. Feeling hope flutter in his chest the horned humanoid took a step forward making a noise of discomfort at the feeling of cold snowflakes prick his bare feet. In an attempt to stay warm he brought his hands, which had long black claw like nails, to his arms in hopes to keep the center of heat to his chest. The albino felt determination grip his heart and with a set scowl he started forward, bare black clawed feet leaving footprints in the moldable snow.
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Fog
