Slowly Abaven seemed to be growing accustomed to their new life here - however strange it might be. Corvus had long since decided that coming to Ibis Islands had been a good choice, all things considered, especially after seeing the effects the volcano had been having on the creatures around them.. from the cat that they'd had to put out of its misery, to the wolf he'd met when he'd briefly swam back to the mainland. Things were bad, but here.. they weren't as bad as they could be, he knew that much for sure.
Today was one of the few days Corvus felt remarkably optimistic. Okay, maybe not overly optimistic, but he didn't feel quite so dreary about things. They could persevere through this, he knew it. They had to. Despite the bleakness of the world, he knew they needed to push on. Today he was wandering somewhat aimlessly, nosing around what remained of the foliage on the island. Most of it was long since dead, encased in a fresh layer of frost, but beneath some of the ice he wondered if anything might still be green.
Of course, he wasn't having much luck finding anything yet.
His fruitless quest was disturbed by Theory's familiar voice, though unlike the last time he'd seen her, this time it earned a slight grin. "Hey, over here," he lifted his head up, navigating carefully around the shrubbery he'd been nosing through to hopefully greet Theory on the other side. His breath left his mouth in a wisp of fog, reminding him just how frigid the winter air was, as if he needed any help remembering.
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