My bad habits lead to this

Wind whipped at her black and white pelt as Thyri stepped onto the frozen lake. A grin stained her inky lips as she began to walk on the ice. Some bits were covered in snow but others one could see down into the black water. Her pads stung with the chill but she happily ignored the sensation. Thyri loved the atmosphere swirling around her. Impressive towers of ice shot up from the lake, some ever forming arches or other formations. Having only been in these lands for a few short days Thyri was already stunned by it's beauty and wonder. This merely affirmed her decision to venture out this way.

It was not long into her walk that those vibrant blue eyes fell upon a figure in the distance. Thyri slowed her roll as she watched the Bird fly down to perch on the Wolf's shoulder. The display was enough to peek her interest and the Trygg babe made her towards the duo.

The distance between them closed enough to have a conversation over the wind. A small grin remained on her lips as Thyri piped up, "Breathtaking, is it not?" The Viking woman eyed the stranger and his companion with shameless curiosity. Blue eyes followed the crimson coloration that seemed to slide down to his unders. It was as if the male had just bathed in blood but from what Thyri could tell it was merely his fur. A small warmth washed over her as she realized how handsome this stranger was, her grin deepened as a result. "What is a devil like you doing out here?" Her words were accented and rolled from her tongue with ease as those vibrant eyes rested on his own.