Phoenix Maplewood maybe I can drown

i wrapped this up & archived! <3

he takes a step back as he licked as much of the sickeningly sweet sap as he could personally stand — in truth, wintersbane, would he have been a human man would've appreciated whiskey to mixed drinks and the feeling that the aftertaste that cloys upon his tongue is too sweet is far from surprising. while she eats ( licks? ) her fill, his glacial gaze does not remain focused upon her; habitually scanning the terrain 'round them to ensure there was no creeping scavengers or danger. satisfied that the shadows mirrored the hush and calm of the quiet of the maplewood, his gaze flickers back to her.

hm? he inquires at the sound of his name upon her accented lilt; giving a small nod at her inquiry. a glimpse of his own is spared skyward, towards the roiling grey clouds that look fit to bursting; the sharp chill in the air telling of the snow that would soon follow. let's, wintersbane invites. maybe we'll even beat the snow. though with his limp he doubts it. 

regardless, he takes the lead and begins the journey back towards duskfire glacier with imaq at his side.