The Floodlands And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

Ady was disgusted that her body was giving out. She was an Arctic Wolf. She should be able to handle this stuff, but years of different conditioning. Of being pampered and catered too, a lot of her ancestors adaptations were not hers anymore.

Ully's stared at her and she knew she must look a fright. He looked scared to death and even sterner than usual. A small breath of relief left her maw as he said stop right now. Though she looked down at the frozen water that sloshed around her toes and legs and belly.

Before she could even fret, he was upon her, body wound tight around her, and squeezing her close as their bodies could allow. She felt her face warm up way to quick for comfort and she blinked fast. She had to remind herself to breathe. Ully never, touched her like this. She warred between accepting the relief and crowing at the small win, at least she felt. Though she was quickly thrown from such thoughts as a pretty intense chill took her over and she spasmed.

She tried to look, truly she did, but all she saw was more open plains and more water. Why is there so much water here? It's not a river? Are there even any hills, Ully?