i want the world in my hands

Mercury didn’t often head into the Northern territories. Heading too far into the snow led him only to danger and bitter cold. His run in with the polar bear wasn’t one he would likely forget any time soon. He was out by the wall, stretching his legs in the barren territory there when he caught her scent trail.

Surprised at finding it leading so far into the North, he followed it. Her encounter with the bear still rich in his mind/ a polar bear would be… indescribably worse. His heartbeat picking up lightly in his chest, the stormy wolf allowed himself to follow the path she left behind. Following after his… What was she to him now? He supposed they had all the time in the world to figure that out.

His paw crunched ice as approached the hull, and he found Wren at the same instance her head moved in his direction. He offered her a smile, his eyes quickly skating up her body. Ensuring himself she was in one piece. “I could ask you much the same” he teased, voice light as he pulled himself into the ship. “I was stretching my legs by the wall, and caught your scent” He said, giving in the info she wanted. It was hard to tell Wren no to anything.

"Wren" & "Mercury"