Fetch! Sit! Good girl

He waved off her concern with an annoyed sounding grunt. “I'll live” He grouched. “Put this in your room and bring it to my den later” he ordered her, handing off the tea. “But right now, you and I are going on a little adventure.” Hmm. Actually, it was the first time she would have left Armada territory since he had scooped her up.


He turned then, limping a little as he started to move away from her den without much of an explanation. As he did so, Orso pulled up in the cart, the little polar bear riding inside of it. Good. That should be all the help he needed. 


He waited while Orso turned the cart in a wide arch, before limping along beside him, heading out of the Col. Expecting his little slave to catch up with him. It wasn't like he was walking quickly today.