Bottle it up

*Askan* · (This post was last modified: 06-02-2020, 08:19 PM by Askan.)

Askan didn't know where to look. His gaze darted between the fracturing ice and the white banshee that for some reason thought now was a good time to spout poetics. Even when offering him advice she-whoever the hell she was- had to be all enigmatic, he'd only just met her and she was already driving him around the bend. Where had she even come from anyway? One moment he'd been alone out on the ice, the next she was there, in the corner of his vision smirking away like this was show put on for her amusement. She'd told him, quite smarmily too, to get low and spread out his weight and sure...that sounded like it made sense, like it would probably work but Askan was a beast of spite and he didn't want to give her a moment more of satisfaction.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He snarled, hackles raised and eyes blazing.

His tail arched high in an attempt to try and maintain his balance, but he was slipping; his toes were getting wet- and holy shit the water was cold, even colder than he'd feared. Whipping his head around he wondered if he could turn tail and scramble back the way he'd came but by then he was more than half way across. As hard as it was to think, Askan knew that he had to keep pushing on, to get to the other side before it was too late. But he wasn't getting anywhere fast, the more he struggled the quicker the ice webbed and groaned beneath his weight. He knew what he had to do, he knew that she was right but-ughhh. He swallowed his pride like a bitter pile and almost gagged on the aftertaste. He'd listen just this once.

Sinking low, Askan pressed his stomach against the ice and with his legs splayed out like oars he scooted along. Till he finally, finally, was close enough to clamber ashore. With a long, withering breath, Askan climbed to his feet and shook out his coat. All things considered he should have been grateful, should have bowed down and showered the stranger with gratitude but instead the Selwyn squinted at her with outright disdain. Snobbery aside she had seen him in a moment of vulnerability and that was unacceptable!

"Pfft. I'm not going to thank you, if that's what you're after." At the very least he could deny her that.

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