It hadn't taken long for Locha to settle in to her home, a little longer for her rank perhaps, but now she felt inclined to wander a bit. It was the first time she had been in the North of Alactricia, and she was starting to realize just how beautiful snow and ice really was. Everywhere she turned it reminded her of Glacier. All the snow was wonderful. It never ceased to amaze her that it was water in a different form. She still loved it, feeling the connection still there. Another wonder soon unveiled itself. Locha tripped over what seemed to be a shrub. Managing to catch herself, before landing face first in snow, she looked back to see it was.... a tree? Looking down at her paws, Locha realized what she was standing on. Underneath her was a massive forest. But she wasn't floating. The whole place was frozen perfectly in ice. What she had tripped over was the tip of a pine tree. She stared down in wonder, thinking "I can't wait to tell Glace about this.". ""

The north was a beautiful place. It was a place that he had settled in as his home, as a place where he felt secure. Being part of Arian’s pack had provided him with a sense of security and a sense of self. He was no longer simply a rogue. He was a wolf who held a purpose. Who held a higher calling for himself. He was the one who was in part of the pack’s feeding force. A hunter. He took pride in in who he was.

The young man was wandering, until a scent on the breeze met his nose. A stranger! She smelled of sand, of salt. Did she live near the ocean? Curiosity drew him to seek the stranger out, and he would see her just as she was speaking to herself. The young man would grin widely, calling out to her.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

A voice broke her concentrated gaze as it met her blue-stained ears. She looked up and sea-coloured eyes met a handsome wolf who was stood a little away. She broke into a grin. "It really is!" she replied, before moving closer to the man. Her paws were slightly unsteady on the ice. Her grip was usually quite steady as she often perched upon seaweed coated rocks at home, but this was on another level. Locha looked down at her paws in concentration as they brought her closer to the rusty furred guy. After sliding to a stop in front of him, she looked up sheepishly, cheeks burning. "He he. Sorry, I'm not quite used to the ice yet, it's quite diifferent from home. I'm Locha, by the way." "Listen To Me Talk," 'Or Read My Thoughts.'

Hakku was glad that she wasn’t creeped out by his sudden appearance. How excited she seemed. She would slide closer to him on the ice, and Hakku would watch with fascination as she traversed it. He would shake his head, a smile upon his face as he looked upon her. “No no Locha, it is quite alright! I thought that you traversed it quite well! Better than I could have anyway. I would have fallen flat on my face!” Hakku would let out a bit of a laugh.

“My name is Hakku Hutashi. It is a pleasure to meet you.” He would grin, tail wagging back and forth. “So you’re not from Alacritia? Where might you hail from then, if you don’t mind my asking? I’m rather curious.” What place would have wolves who could walk so neatly upon the ice?

Locha laughed with him when the man complimented he ice skating. "To be perfectly honest, I'm surprised I didn't either." She said and chuckled. Locha brought her legs together a little more, as she had a feeling that she would be flat on her stomach looking like a starfish if she didn't try to steady herself a little. She looked up again as, Hakku she now knew, introduces himself.

"It's a pleasure to meet ya', Hakku. Originally I come from an island, in not sure where exactly, but my siblings and I now live on the beach south from here. We're a pack really." She said with a smile, her tail was wagging happily behind her. "I've never seen anything like this, though. It's quite wonderful."

An island huh. How unique. Hakku would have to wonder what it was like to live on an island, separated from much of everything else. Perhaps from many others as well. How strange would that be? But, in a way, it was kind of like living in an isolate pack. Just with your family he supposed. By the way she handled herself on the ice {which, by the way, still looked to him like she was doing an expert job of} there must have been quite a lot of ice upon the island too. He would let his gaze travel to the submerged land around him, his gaze thoughtful.

"I haven't either, to be honest with you." Hakku would let his gaze return back to Locha, smiling. "Must be nice living on a beach. I live on a beach here in the north but it's cold all the time. Definitely not the best weather for swimming, you know?" The fox-like man would grin a bit more. "Do you like to swim? Is the water warm where you live?"

Locha Elementas She smiled and returned her gaze to the ice when Hakku did. To her right a treetop poked out the top of the freezing surface. She wondered what it would be like to stand on it, and if she looked down, would it feel like she were standing on top of one of the mountainous pines back in the forest? Her head would tilt back for a moment, but when the man spoke again, she whipped it back down a little too quickly. A few seconds of dizziness was all it took and before she knew it, Locha was splayed out like a starfish on the ice. Her mouth formed a little "o" and her eyes widened before breaking out in a laugh. "Whoops." she said when finally she calmed down. "That was definitely not of of my most gracious moments, but I don't have many of them anyway." the blue-stained girl didn't even try to get up yet as she was pretty sure that any attempt would be in vain, and more humiliating. "I absolutely love to swim! The water in the summer is great, but sometimes I still go for a dip in Winter." she said. If Hakku liked to swim aswell, maybe she could bring him back with her sometime to show him. Not many of her family spent a lot of time in the sea, well as much as her anyway. "speech"

Hakku would gasp. Before he knew it the girl was upon the ice, splayed out across it. He would try to go to her aid, but the man would slip and fall not so gracefully upon the ice as well. He would slide down onto the ice as well, a chill on his belly as he looked to the woman. He would give a bit of an embaressed grin, tail wagging slowly back and forth. “Seems we both had a bit of a slip.” The man would say with a laugh. He was light hearted and in good spirits.

“Swimming is absolutely wonderful! I’ve never really gone for a dip in winter myself, but I suppose it all depends on where it is you’re taking a dip.” Hakku would grin widely. “Though it seems we’re at a bit of trouble here and now... Sprawled out on the ice as we are. How do you suggest we go about getting ourselves off of it?” She seemed to have a better way with it than he had. Maybe she’d have a better idea.