Frozen Stars

Natha nodded thoughtfully at his words. "I agree!" While her coat thinned out in the summer she was still very much a creature of the north and the warmer temperatures of the south and the west could get uncomfortable for her. She might move in that direction when winter hit the north but there was no guarantee. In truth she really felt she was in her element here. "A pleasure," she purred. "My name is Natha." She was pleasantly surprised to find him such a polite fellow, that wasn't always the most common experience with wolves and she was grateful for his manners.

Her head tilted to the side as he asked if she'd stepped on the ice. She shook her head. "I've been examining the thickness as best I could in the low light. I'm working my way south and if it looks good I plan to walk right across. Ice is thinnest at the edges." She'd learned that from her mother. Lyulf gestured toward the water and when he reached out his paw to step on the ice a flash of beautiful blue light light up around his paw. It startled Natha who leapt back instantly in only the way cats could. Her fur was on end as she stared at the spot that had been glowing. "What was that? Was that magic?"

She lowered her body and crept forward before reaching out a paw and batting sharply at the ice. Just as her paw struck it glowed but then swiftly faded. Natha pawed at the ice again, her short tail twitching as she examined the strange glow.