drip drip drop little april shower

Though not an official member of Ashen, Quill had been invited in as a guest due to his relation to the empress. The grey and white man stuck close to his parent's den, though he settled a bit apart. The day had been rainy and bleak, turning the red rocks darker in color. The dust from them was pulled to ground level, filling a variety of puddles with murky water. Being as pale as he was, this place just creeped him out. Not that he was some prissy sissy or anything, but he didn't want to look like some dirty cur.

As he lay beneath a rocky overhang that shielded him from the rain, Quill's pale eyes noted movement. Neck curling to the side, the man watched as Selkie hopped from puddle to puddle. The girl was soaked through and filthy, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. After their foray into the Fjord, Quill didn't mean the girl harm. She'd been perfectly sweet to him which was something that he wasn't quite used to.

It was early spring and he knew that the rain was cold. There wasn't much to the girl as she was the skinniest of the lot. Surely she was freezing. As if confirming the fact, the little clouded pup shivered. Hmm... Something in the man felt vaguely responsible for this tiny, vulnerable thing. Quill wasn't too sure what that was about, seeing as how he didn't care for much, but something about Selkie in particular roused a sort of protectiveness in him. Interesting.

Sliding down from his ledge, Quill moved up behind Selkie, scruffed her, plucked her from the puddle, and leaped back onto the ledge. He barely got wet in the process. Once back in his resting place, he released the squirming girl and pulled her in close, nestling her in the circle of his body. Quill's chin rested near his hind paws and he gave a low growl. "Sit still. You're going to get sick if you don't warm up." His tone allowed no room for argument, but it was all warning and no aggression.

"Quill"