GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
But the devil always won...
Harbringr's chest puffed out just a bit at Zee's praise. There were many days he wondered if he really was worthy of his rank so any bit of confirmation was helpful. He blinked as small bits of ice suddenly started to fall from the sky. His ears pinned to his head and he growled in frustration. "Hell if I know! Mother earth must be in a particularly foul mood as of late. That or we are in for the mother of all winters." He wasn't starting to wonder if it might be worthwhile to just leave Boreas. He eagerly nodded in agreement. "Yea, that sounds good to me. Let's get out of here!" He bounded back toward the ravine where there was more shelter out of the reach of the hail.
