anti-curse

Art by Eightysichs & Code by Skelle 2022
It felt great being back up north even if the warm summer sun was melting away much of the snow and exposing the lush grass underneath. His little fox friend was having a fun time hopping from snow patch to snow patch, leaving the man smiling at the little thing. Atli's plus white coat was shedding to expose the thinner brown summer coat trapped underneath, much like the snow she played in. Finnur grunted from above, drawing his attention away from the little fox and up towards the puffin that appeared to be trying to tell him something.

Tilting his head up at the bird, his brows furrowed before he pressed on wondering what the bird was trying to say. Before he knew it, the tiniest reindeer was before him and he froze in his tracks. Of course Atli didn't notice, hopping from patch to patch and watching her paws sink into the snow each time. He wanted to call out to her  to stop, but didn't want to startle the reindeer and hadn't seen the familiar wolf nearby yet either. Atli was oblivious though, and pounced into a patch of snow that the reindeer was pushing out of the way to graze while Sverre watched and tried to take in at much of the mysteriously mini reindeer that he could.

"Speech!"