Duskfire Glacier nero fiddled

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The unfamiliar howl travelled across the frozen land, coming to the pale man’s keen ears. He doesn’t recognize the voice, and peaks Siaruts interest. Quick paws carry his bulky form across the ice, his dull claws gripping cleats preventing slippage.

Although not quick enough, Sia finds Myreen conversing with the previously unknown man. As he came into sight the Atausiq was perturbed that he hadn’t recognized the caller. The ice bear recognized him as the accomplice of the agressive woman who forced his family from safety.

With narrowed eyes, the brute approached slowly. Doing his best to look intimidating. He contained his agression for the moment, the man had not been overtly forceful at their last encounter, and this worked in the mans favour. Siarut has also had time to think over his last encounter with Dawn, he had been startled to see her leading to his terrible mood. But he couldn’t begrudge her, and perhaps show them to be different than the Morningsiders. Willing to help those who might need it.

The man looked disheveled, ash cling to him and his voice had been but a croak. Keeping himself neutral he could see the concern on Myreen’s maw, and the obvious acknowledgment between the pair. “Who is this, Myrren?” His neutrality was obvious, his gruff voice lending to more intimidation. He wasn’t above helping the man if it was needed but he wouldn’t forget their previous history.