Grab Your Cloaks
Halcyone
04-10-2021, 08:11 PM
Apollinaris Galanis Molon Labe The pair had come to an agreement to stick together for some time as they explored the north, and Apollinaris planned to push them as much as he could. They needed information, so what better way than to explore literally everywhere. When they came across the beginning of the icy bridge that stretched toward the horizon, the Spartan man huffed as he stared. His tail flickered behind him as he chewed over the pros and cons of pushing even further north. The cold wind was already pulling at his fur, piercing through to his skin enough for him to seriously consider moving on with their exploration. Another huff, and he looked back to his companion. He wouldn't lead her where she didn't wish to go, but he knew she also wanted to be as useful to their clan as she could be. "Ready to get cold?" He waited for her confirmation before he moved forward, stepping on the solid ice. The harsh wind here was also whipping up the water on either side of the ice, which would not be a fun addition to their coats. But, the unknown was not something he wanted to leave untouched, so Apollinaris pushed forward. He kept his ears and eyes forward, his steps slow but sure. He was not that used to walking on snow nor ice, but he tried his best to adapt. His claws gripped the ice with each step, and his stride was shorter than usual. He glanced behind to see how Halcyone was fairing, expecting the woman to be just fine. |