Shimmering Sands whale's way

Fjall thought he would enjoy a summertime beach trip with the golden-eyed adventurer. In fact, he could not think of a single place he would not want to visit with the savior from Moonglow at his side. He trusted her implicitly after she had found him in his lowest days and then proceeded to show him nothing but generosity and kindness. It was only sheer luck that she was also from the very place he knew to return to, now without his mother.

He hummed appreciatively as she settled in against him. The space was quite cramped, but Fjall much preferred it to sleeping alone at the bottom of a snowdrift. He could only wonder if it was uncomfortable for Ariadne, as he was too afraid of losing this closeness to ask. O’ great shieldmaiden, he laughed without making fun of her. I say I will be glad to be rescued by you. Again.

And again. And again. As many times as she dared.

I must think of a way to repay you… he trailed off, settling his head down on her paws so that she might drape her crown across his nape. I owe you every pelt on earth.