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Ulric had no qualms with letting Artorias lead. Navigating had never been his strong suit and the boy seemed to take after his mother in a natural talent for the subject so he was more than willing to default to Artorias' lead. He'd chime in whenever he recognized a route he had once taken, but otherwise he just tried to get through the north as quickly as possible. He didn't remember being this sensitive to the cold the last time he was up north and he couldn't tell if their time living in Auster had made him more sensitive or if it was just part of getting older, but either way, he wasn't thrilled about being in the ice and snow. Plus, on top of it, the Incindium alpha hadn't even answered their call so the trip up here felt useless.

As they were moving through the northern lands, he noticed Artorias slow and stare off into the distance for a moment, causing him to do the same. His silver gaze landed on the path that stretched out into the ocean, seemingly made of ice. He shook his head to the question of it being there before, saying, "No, this is the first time I've seen it. It looks like the bifrost that goes down to Auster, but... ice." He waved a paw toward the strange landscape, adding, "Do you want to go check it out? We're not in a hurry."

Ulric Adravendi