Go the Distance

“Just don’t go giving Glacier any ideas, he weighs a ton” Wylan teased the little companion. He glanced around then to see where his polar bear had actually gotten to. He found the bear a short bit off, having found some yarn somewhere, and was on his back, playing with it like a cat.

He shook his head at the companion, before looking back at Seneca. It looked like an idea was stuck in his caw, and he gave a moment for the other wolf to figure it out. “Oh!” He said with an excited wiggle. “Did you wanna join? You could show me how to fish, and maybe we could build you a room in the treehouse, and you could meet my brother/flatmate Ollie and…” He took in a breath of air (the first since he started speaking) and then paused. “Oh yeah, I suppose joining comes first. You just gotta ask Basilisk. Did you want me to call him?”


"Wylan Fatalis"