Qeya River maybe on the dark side, we could be together

The water was more chilling than he anticipated— unaware that these waters had bled from a long-ago melted glacier that had once held these lands in a stranglehold— and when he emerged on the other side, he shook himself immediately and felt an instinctive need to invigorate the freezing blood in his limbs. Sangilak drew up to him, just as impressive and unsubtle as he remembered, as he liked, and the two explored one another freely, unabashedly, pressing their noses where it was allowed. Warbone nipped her then, teeth grazing the fringe of her nape before he jerked away, seeking a chase or spar. Anything to warm his icy extremities.