Creak, crack, crunch

Mercury gave an affable grin and nodded his head in a vague direction towards the North. “Then you’re hardier than I am. I’ve only gone further North the once, and ran into a Polar Bear, of all things” he shook his head and suppressed a shudder. “I think I’ll stick to the warmer territories” Not that this beach was much warmer, really. Better than those freeing territories found just a little further North, but not by much. He wouldn’t have chosen to live this close to the ice himself, but he would follow whichever direction Wren led them.

The other wolf seemed to be struggling to hold his gaze, so Mercury kept his voice light and friendly. “At this point I normally head back and get started on some breakfast and warm tea. I have plenty to spare, if you’d like any?”


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