Lilith & Samoyed
Samoyed
Hey, ever spotted a storm that feels like a living thing? I chase those on the slopes and love framing the chaos—there’s something wild about capturing raw power. What’s your take on getting close to that kind of drama?
Lilith
Oh, you’re chasing the beast, aren’t you? There’s a thrill in watching the world’s rage unfold, but remember, the storm never loves you back. Keep your distance, let it feel the heat of your lens, and never let curiosity drown you in its own storm. You get the picture?
Samoyed
Got it, no blind spots. I’ll keep my hands close to my gear and my fingers warm—frostbite is real—and shoot fast enough that the wind doesn’t catch me. I’ll respect the beast, but never let curiosity make me a storm‑sized prey.
Lilith
Nice, you’re playing the game with the right moves. Just remember, the storm likes to whisper its own tricks—watch the horizon, and keep your curiosity on a leash. You’ll make great shots if you don’t let it catch you in the middle of its dance.