Purpose

It hadn’t been her intention to worry her father; she only wanted someone to help her with the cold pup. They lay there, cuddled up for warmth at first he sapped the warmth from her own body it seemed but not so much that it would cause more than the occasional shiver. The girl grinned as he eventually said his name. Beat. “That’s an interesting name.” As he buried his nose into her fluff she jumped slightly and giggled. “That was cold!” She grinned, showing she was teasing; it wasn’t her intent to upset him. The boy would slowly relax as his body warmed up and Orca relaxed as well, waiting for someone from Winterfell to arrive.

When the sound of her father rang out, she turned her head towards the sound, grinning as the massive wolf appeared. “Daddy!” She called, hoping her cheerful tone would tell him that she was unharmed as he sprinted towards her. His chiding tones would cause her smile to fade slightly. “But if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have found Beat. He would have froze.” She argued, not really wanting to explain that she left the territory because she was rebelling, acting out and exploring all in one. Still, she felt she did a good job of sounding concerned as she spoke to Acere. She was worried about the other pup that just hadn’t been why she had left.

Next to her, Beat’s jaw dropped at the sight of Acere. She smiled slightly, hoping to reassure him that the mammoth wolf was a friend. Acere would question the boy and she did her job of keeping him warm for the moment. Although when Beat answered her head cocked to the side curiously, wondering what he meant about being cursed. Beat scrambled away from her, as if she had burned him and her smile faded, her feelings hurt. His scrambling did him no good, however, as he slipped and fell to the ground, bones popping against each other. The girl grimaced. Glancing to her dad momentarily before getting up. “Well, that couldn’t have felt good. Come on, Beat, lets get you somewhere warm…our home has lots of rooms you can sleep in- where you don’t have to touch anyone.” She paused; hoping she hadn’t offered something her father would refuse. “Don’t be sorry, curses get frozen up here. So you can cuddle up all you want.” She’d smile, hoping it was enough to convince her new friend.