Purpose

A howl. A call for help. Beat winced against the sound. His curse... more people would die. The girl squeezed herself into the space with him and the warmth of her thickly furred body made him forget all about his curse. He greedily soaked up the heat from her frame, his swirled teal and purple eyes closing to relish the feeling. Beat hadn't realized just how cold he had been until the heat began to return to his toes. The girl gave her name and white ears flicked forward to catch it. "Beat. I'm Beat." The offer of food wasn't very appealing since Beat didn't eat often, but the offer of warmth was very appealing indeed.

The boys eyes closed as his body warmed. He buried his icy nose against the girl's body. Every now and then, another shiver would run through him, but they were few and far between. Soon he was warm enough that all shivering ceased. He had almost fallen asleep when the scrabbling of claws upon hard ground pulled him awake. A giant grey and white beast blocked the opening of the crevice and Beat's jaw literally dropped open. His eyes widened in shock. He'd never seen a wolf so large. Beat tasted fear and hunkered down. If this wolf wanted, he could easily kill the young wolf.

Ears flattened against the boy's skull, but the severity of their angle softened when the wolf appeared to be Orca's father. He was worried about his daughter, that much was evident. As the giants tones softened, Beat relaxed a bit. The tension returned when he was questioned. The giant knew where he was from. It took Beat a minute to find his voice. "H-hiding." A shudder ran through him. "Cursed. I'm cursed." He remembered the curse and instantly began scrambling away from Orca, lest he infect her with it. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Paws too large for his body slipped on the marble and he went crashing to the ground, emaciated bones knocking together audibly.