The Battle in the Winter Wonderland.

Silver Howls, Third seat to the Twelfth division, and one of their best protectors stood out in the open, snow flowing past him in a gentle breeze that made his silver grey fur wave slightly from it. He wasn't cold, thanks to his fur, and his Uniform, but he was waiting. Waiting on something, someone, to come and prove to be a challenge to him. His black uniform stood out in the pure white landscape, making him a rather visible target through the snow. He was wearing his uniform, and had his Zanpakuto, Sanguine Bond, on his left hip, giving him an easy draw with his right hand. In his head, Sanguine was talking to Silver, joking and laughing about the invention he had made recently, and the application of it.
"Your Taicho called your invention harmless Silver! Ha! He doesn't know the half of it!"
Sanguine said with a very distinct russian accent to him. He gave a hearty laugh after saying this, and wipes his left eye.
"Ah, you guys make me smile so much, you know this? Always doing this or that as though nothing else matters, but still finding time to pull prank on people next door!"
He gives another laugh before smiling and looking out at the landscape before them through Silvers eyes.
"Why chose this place to fight my friend? Surely it would be better in a Dojo or a training ground, yes?"
Silver smiles slightly and looks around them, his head making a slow turn.
"I chose this place, because of the weather, and because it reminds me of home." With that, the two became silent, waiting and watching while the memories of the past came to them both.