Oh, I Can't Believe My Eyes!

Well, he had to admit this year had been...somewhat eventful. Asides from his own personal life and disrupting the lives of those in former Winterfell, a great ice bridge had formed nearby. The black bear cloak he wore was secured and fastened against the wind that whipped and blew around him, crimson gaze narrowed as he gazed out at the new structure that stretched out over the water. He had half a mind to go and see what might be on the other side, but he also wasn't too keen on trying to cross on his own. While he had his companions with him nearly all the time, neither of them would be able to pull him to safety should an accident happen and he ended up slipping into the frigid waters of the North. He thought about sending Jasper to fly across and scout ahead, but the wind was so strong, he figured the birds wings wouldn't be strong enough and his feathers would probably freeze before long. It looked like the option would be to carefully walk across...but...what was on the other side? Was there even anything? How far did the bridge go? Would it be worth the trip? What if there was nothing but endless ice and wind, or even just ocean at the end of the bridge? He wasn't so sure he wanted to risk it alone...so instead, he stood on the shore as he debated on whether or not he wanted to try.