Wylan didn’t spend much time out by Waterfall peak. But Glacier had dragged him out this way, swearing he had scented something interesting. Of course, the little polar bear had gotten distracted by the waterfall, and was playing near the edge of it while Wylan watched.
He wasn’t terribly eager to get wet in this temperature. Winter wasn’t bathing time, at least not outside of the Armada hot springs. “Careful.” He called out when he saw Glacier start to unbalance, tipping a little backwards and forwards. He reached out and grabbed a back leg, yanking them away from the waterfall. “Silly goose.” Wylan said, as if he wasn’t usually the clumsy one around here.
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