Duskfire Glacier And to my word now I'll be true

           

 
There was a blur to his right, that Siarut had no time to dodge. The white blob collided, knocking the man to the side forcing him to sit to prevent himself from falling over fully. He let out a stiff growl at the offender, more annoyed than angry.

The scent of his nephew followed after the collision, looking over the boy to see if the impact had injured the boy. Siarut quirked a brow, seeking an explanation or an apology. "What are you doing Aningan?"