I like that you're not nice to me, I love your heart of ice.

She thought of the compassionate, regal Queen who had offered her ear to any of the pups that needed it after their mothers death. The wolf who had ensured they were fed when their Father lost his grip on responsibilities for a few days. She nodded her head, her eyes solemn. “She was.” She agreed softly.

“Well! I won’t have to fetch you out if you fall in, then” She teased him as they reached the water part of their journey. Lioness took one disdainful sniff of the water and hopped onto Kite’s back. Crowding close to her neck, her paws on her head. “Alright, this part is shallow, but it falls back into deeper ends on either side” She warned him, and while it was spring, it was still pretty cold in the Northern territories. She stepped onto the rise, the water falling around her ankles, then her knees. She made a face at the cold, exasperating it for Beru’s benefit. “It’s great, come on in!”


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