Meet Obi
One flake, then two, draws his eyes. Moving like a hunter, belly brushing across snowy ground, Obi stalks the white from above. He dodges once, he dodges twice, too late. The snow, the better hunter, lands peacefully on his whisker, marking his first real dance with winter.
Facts About Me
- Age 7
- Nicknames Obers
- Dislikes giant deer in his yard
- Foods ice cream (enough to sneak it whenever he can)
- Pastimes attacking feet from under the stairs
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