Dancing Polar bear

Wylan was already ready with a grin, turning towards the stranger… and was caught by surprise. He’d never seen a wolf like her. They weren’t entirely dissimilar, with his trimmings of blue and hers of gold. But it looked more elegant and refined on her. He almost missed the fact that she was younger than he was. Not my much, perhaps.

“Oh! Glacier’s always being silly, but I don’t know if it's often busy around here. I haven’t spent much time at the Waterfall peak yet.” He explained easily, loosening his wings, and turning more fully towards her. “I’m Wylan, and that’s Glacier” he introduced himself and his companion.


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