Frozen Stars

*Lyulf* · 01-26-2020, 11:13 AM

The grin on his lips never seemed to falter now, settling into the wolf that he used to be before the trauma. Apparently he was more lonely than he thought, and his lynx was just the blessing that he needed. A content sigh filtered out of his nose, his emerald eyes alight with joy. He continued to watch the large cat play with the creatures stuck in the ice, the blue glow casting on both of them as it ebbed and flowed with their touch. Her statement about things living in the ice made him shrug his shoulders ever so slightly, bending down to peer deeper down into the lake below them. "It's like they get locked in time and space. It has always made me wonder what's trapped under all this ice, what could possibly have been in there before the ice claimed the lake," Lyulf said in wonderment, ears pulling forward as he tried to peer down to the lake bed. If it could hold these little glowing things, what other secrets was this lake hiding?

He snapped out of his mental haze when Natha spoke again, asking if he was heading south per chance. His ears flickered in thought, his smile melting away into a thoughtful frown. He had planned to stay in the north to wait out the heat of the summer, but the idea of traveling with a companion after being alone for so long was tempting. Lyulf's striped tail swayed behind him slightly, chewing on his bottom lip as he fell silent for a moment. "It hadn't been a thought, but I'd be more than happy to join you, if you'd have me." Anxiety made his heart pick up in pace, suddenly worried that Natha would deny him, despite the fact that she had already said that he was welcome to join her. The wolf's hair stood slightly on end, the fear of rejection making his toes curl into the ice below him, blooming more blue lights under him.

Thankfully the conversation moved onward, the lynx looking to the starts and talking about constellations. Tan brows pulled together as he looked upwards as well, trying to pick out what Natha was talking about. His knowledge of stars was sparse, mostly from tales of his mother and on how he could always find his way home. Silence fell over them again as she spoke of ways to go south, making Lyulf spin in a small circle as he looked for one of the stars that he knew well. "The Southern Cross, there is a blue hued star that points you southward." He said softly, still squinting into the sky to try to find it. It was one of the stories he remembered well, and one would think that an actual blue star would be easy to pick out among the sea of others.

"SPEAK!"

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