every mile is two in winter
02-16-2021, 09:51 AM
Hattori grunted and attempted to shoot Raijin a dark look for walking into him. Still, he shared the man's sentiment somewhat, it was an unusual sight, and if the howling winds hadn't already stolen his breath away it would have done the trick. He shifted his weight and wiggled his toes, the snow crunching beneath them as he tried to keep the blood flowing. From scent alone there was no way of telling whether they were the first to discover the bridge, but from the sheer size and scale of it he felt as though the trio were already treading a well worn path. He scanned the shoreline as best as he could, wondering if he'd be able to make out the blurry forms of other wolves nearby. They seemed to be alone which meant one of two options. Either those who'd came before had simply had a look around and headed back the way they came or they'd dared to cross the bridge to see where it led.
Had the weather been clearer he would have ordered his eagle to investigate it at some point, it could cover land far quicker than any wolf and the journey wouldn't be half as dangerous. But Hattori wasn't so cruel or so stupid to force it to fly in conditions like this, that likely wouldn't let up any time soon. If ever. When he spoke he felt the moisture on his tongue chill.
"Keep moving." He rumbled, standing still would be their downfall.
And so he pressed on, easing his way down the slope till he reached level ground. And there it was, stretching out before him, the ice itself was bluish clear, leading Hattori to believe it would probably be strong enough to stand on. But was this a wise thing to do? His gaze flickered to his cousin.
"Raijin test out the ice."