Rekindling the Fire

The tiny pup stared at the large male, his mismatched eyes watching words pour from his lips. He... was trying to explain what snow was but it was a lot to grasp for a boy that hadn't left his den more than a handful of times. Yet he knew that last sentence was true, because the longer he stayed out here the colder he got! Her chiding though seemed to be ignored by the little brute, and if he was any larger and more capable he would have shrugged.


She thought the males explaination was cool, he thought it was confusing, but didn't say anything about it. She looked so strange, her lips pulled back like that, a sparkle to her eyes. Seraphine was smiling, and he wasn't sure why - he himself rarely found the feeling to want to express himself that way. Yet he didn't think anything of it, nodding at the big male that he now knew to call Dragneel. He shivered idly, and pressed against his older sibling when she got close to him. Maybe he would waddle his way back to the dens after all. "J'ai froid." He mumbled, but didn't make any movement to head back.


"Dragneel, ami?" He wanted to know whether the big male was their friend now that they had all introduced themselves.