I Feel... Cold

Úlfr continued to sniff the ice as he padded along slowly behind Áskell, his tail waving lazily as he walked. He was focused on deciphering the scents but as the wind picked up he found himself growing more nervous. They were on a slippery surface and he could already tell the heat from his paw pads was starting to melt the ice enough that it was making the surface slick. As Áskell voiced turning back he nodded. "Yea, I agree. I don't want to push our luck out here. Besides, who knows what big sea creatures are lurking out here. We don't know how stable this bridge is." He could just see a whale or something ramming into the bridge and sending all three into the water.