When Water And Fire Unite

He'd never been the stealthiest creature in the north and he knew it. With obsidian fur and the only alabaster upon his pelt being the 'v' marked on his chest, the Tasmanian Devil didn't expect to go undetected. His dark hairs made him stick out like a sore thumb and the tropical-residing companion was not accustomed to maneuvering over the snow. He stumbled and practically flopped about, sinking into the cold substance whenever his weight landed too harshly. Mercury had been relieved to find the geyser, for the wintry mix about it wasn't near as deep as the other areas. He spotted another being of dark features up ahead and glared up ahead, lips curling into a silent snarl. If he hadn't been damp with melted snow, the hairs upon his body would have raised with threat. When the woman's voice called out to him, he snickered crudely.



"Sneaking up? On you? I'm right here, in the open, a black animal in the middle of the snowy wasteland like you. Are you blind or just dumb?" he sneered bitterly, already amazed at what he assumed to be the stupidity of this animal. Snarls ripped from his lips and he clicked his teeth, wondering if he could smite her or drive her off before Jupiter came after him following her hunting. "Besides, if your senses are that dull, it wouldn't be worth trying to sneak up on you. I could just walk up and get you without even quieting my step!"