New Home (Frosts)

"I'm tiiiirreed?" Aksel said for the fiftieth time since they'd begun moving. "When's mom gonna come?" Not even miles and miles of travel could stop the boys incessant questions. They were off on a trip with uncle Baldur and Thor but mother hadn't come with them and he'd been off playing in the mud so he hadn't quite gotten the chance to say goodbye. He was surprised daddy had taken Acadia. She hadn't been doing so well. She'd fallen quiet and was moving really slow.


Ears flicked forward as he bounded over to his father, moving to rub against the males front right leg as he peered at where they were. He frowned. "It's just a bunch of snow! What are we supposed to do here?"


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