ice ice baby

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"Speech!"
Jokull couldn't expect to be the only wolf out here and had to assume that some time or another someone would come around. Whether it was tonight or any other night, it was going to happen eventually. He wasn't too bothered by it, especially since they seemed anything but threatening. He knew better that to assume that though, even if he did believe her to be a child in the few moments before she spoke and stepped closer to the light.

Though, when she did finally answer his question while he was relieved to hear that she was okay and just simply curious, he was pleasantly surprised to hear and see that she was older than he initially thought. She was tiny, though, and he couldn't help but think it to be cute. The fire danced in her icy eyes across from him and he was lost a moment before snapping back to reality. "Where are my manners? Forgive me; my name is Jokull." He introduced himself and left a natural pause for her answer before suddenly becoming worried the fish was burning and it started to smell like it was.

He moved the fish from the fire sighed a bit, though was relieved the food wasn't entirely ruined at least. "Well, it's a little burnt, but would you like some dinner?" He asked somewhat awkwardly. Was it more rude to offer burnt food or to not offer at all? Was it even appropriate to ask the young woman if she wanted to eat with him?