Silvertip Mountain Light of a clear blue morning

Honestly, Day did feel a little weird being the Teacher on this fieldtrip. He didn't really know how old Addie was, but he figured she was old enough by now to know how to stay on her paws. Though excitable at times, she mostly just seemed like a small adult to the older wolf, and for the moment, Day decided to shrug off responsibility and just let things be. She could be the leader, if she wanted. It wasn't like arguing with her would change her mind.

"Well, it's made out of ice," he laughed, pleased by how happy she seemed about all of it. He'd grown up between two glaciers, and they didn't seem so special to him anymore. Seeing her experiencing it, though, gave him a bit of a pause. "I wonder how it got here," he said after a moment, looking around them as he laid down near the smaller wolf.