Creak, crack, crunch

He waited a moment and when Seumas offered no protest, Mercury trotted on ahead. Picking up his pace so he wasn’t leaving the other wolf waiting for long. He climbed up into the higher cave that the Armada had set aside for Wrens wolves and grabbed what he needed. Starting a fire on the beach would be easy enough. He grabbed everything he needed and wrapped it in a blanket. Slinging it over his shoulders before trotting back to the earthy wolf.

He shook the blanket back out, leaving his supplies in the centre of it when he returned. “Make yourself at home” he said, gesturing towards the coat and the dried meat in the middle. “I’ll have some tea ready in a moment” He promised, stacking some of the small kindling he had brought and using his flint to start a fire. He had a feeling they’d both appreciate the warmth, as well. “You never did say if you were going anywhere” He prompted gently.


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