Stavanger Bay We're all we need

She clucked her tongue at him, eyes gleaming. Wildfire would take that as a compliment, of course. Why did it not surprise her that he enjoyed the cool weather too? They were two peas in a pod, after all. He wondered aloud about whether it would snow here at the seaside. She didn't see why not, though even with her history of naturalism, she couldn't say much about the oceanic climes. If there were very particular animals that lived here, then perhaps the weather would be unique too.

In response to her question, he pointed the way and began to trot in that direction. Wildfire did not follow him immediately. "Wait," she said. It would have been a shout, had her voice box allowed such volume. "I'm not sure... your mom made them sound like bears or something." And they both knew how she (and he) felt about those. "Is it safe, boo?" she asked, moving to catch up with him but stopping again.

If he deemed it safe, then she would place her trust in Floki absolutely. Perhaps they could take a look without putting themselves in the way of danger. But if sighting them involved any sort of risk, Wildfire didn't want to go through with it. They were far from home and all alone. If anything happened, they would be shit out of luck, as her dad might say.