red fish, blue fish

Cold, cold, cold. The northern world was cold in comparison to the desert plains of his home, but Battery was hardly bothered. Sure, he didn't quite have the coat for it, but Insomnia was often cold at night even in the depths of summer. It was just strange for it to be so cold during the day to the young Mortem. Not that he was really focused on it, however, as the smaller man had never been this far north before. His eyes were all over the place, flicking between the snow and the stones and the waters faster than a hummingbirds wings.

Then he saw someone- white with a fiery mane, peering at the skittering crustaceans. Wasting no time in approaching, he kept his distance as he perched onto a mound of slick stones and smiled a toothy grin at the stranger. A crab skittered by his paws and he caught it swiftly, a paw placed upon its hard shell and he pressed it into the stone quickly. The grab snapped and attempted to grab at him, but with a heavier paw, the shell cracked and the struggle soon ended.

"Stranger hungry? Battery share snack!" he said with a wag of his tail before swiping the crushed crab over to them as if it were a hockey puck.

i am the psycho, the sinner
i am what you can't escape
i am the splinter underneath your skin

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