"I still don't get why you don't wanna get anyone a gift for the party," Anther said, adjusting his fedora as he and his teammate stepped outside. It had never once left his head since the beginning of their mission to Whispering Peaks. It was a chilly winter morning, as it had been for the past while. A fresh layer of snow covered the ground that morning, a sign that it had just snowed the previous night. A few snowflakes danced around in the light breeze, glinting in the sunlight of the bright winter day. The cold didn't bother Anther or Hearth very much, however. Being a Deerling, his winter coat was able to keep the cold out rather effect