Welcome to the Hotel California :]

He watched as her demeanor suddenly changed, her ears dropping, her frame seeming to sag. Eria didn't seem like the type of woman who walked around being sad and Pontifex didn't like the look that was on her pretty face now. She needed to be happy, to be smiling like she'd been just a few a minutes ago and the brute would do what he could to bring back that happy-go-lucky attitude.


His gaze flickered to the frozen water at his side, noticing how it danced beneath the frozen surface. There were only a few inches standing between his companion and a cool drink. Nothing some brute force couldn't fix. Twin audits rotated in the direction of the obsidian woman as she tried to make sense of his offered help. Sure, why not. And then her demeanor changed, her happy go lucky attitude slipping back in. He gave her a small smile before turning to the ice, leaning down to sniff at the ice, placing a firm paw on the ice he tested the resistance, trying to find the weakest point in which he break through the easiest.



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