OOCOh, right XD
I set it up for a good place for you to buy the collar
Spirit nodded at Una's question of walking. She'd sort of forgotten about it. "Right... we can just take Apple here, he'd be happy for the exercise." Smiling, she crouched down to scratch the pup's head. He was bigger now, much bigger, and a little too awkward to hold... though the Charoada still tried, apparently. When they were smaller, younger, it was easier to hold them, but now... less so. They didn't understand it as much, and squirmed, wondering why they didn't fit.
"Let's head out of the hold... maybe to the main part of the city? He'll like the smells..." Personal decision made, she led the way out into the snow and ice of Avanthal. She was fine with the cold, dressed warmly as always, and with Morwen's mark. The dogs were good too, having grown up in this, and having naturally thick and heavy coats to protect against the snow. They were bred for Avanthal... that had been the idea in the first place. Good hunters, and good in the snow.
The walk to the city wasn't too long, as paths had been shoveled out since the last snowfall. They quickly reached it's (slightly) bustling streets, larger and more individual buildings, with Morwen's home in clear sight. It was as beautiful as always, and Spirit took a moment to smile at it. She loved their goddess as much as any Vantha, and couldn't wait for the first day of Spring when the Queen returned.
There were shops and stalls as well, selling various oddities from sculptures to instruments to snowshoes. The latter looked quite practical, especially if out in the wastes... but apparently from what she heard snow got stuck on the bottom of the wooden frames... and everything got awkward from there. Her cousin grumbled about them a bit, always wanting to tell the story of his first try with them, and how he'd decided riding was a much better option whilst hunting.
I set it up for a good place for you to buy the collar
Spirit nodded at Una's question of walking. She'd sort of forgotten about it. "Right... we can just take Apple here, he'd be happy for the exercise." Smiling, she crouched down to scratch the pup's head. He was bigger now, much bigger, and a little too awkward to hold... though the Charoada still tried, apparently. When they were smaller, younger, it was easier to hold them, but now... less so. They didn't understand it as much, and squirmed, wondering why they didn't fit.
"Let's head out of the hold... maybe to the main part of the city? He'll like the smells..." Personal decision made, she led the way out into the snow and ice of Avanthal. She was fine with the cold, dressed warmly as always, and with Morwen's mark. The dogs were good too, having grown up in this, and having naturally thick and heavy coats to protect against the snow. They were bred for Avanthal... that had been the idea in the first place. Good hunters, and good in the snow.
The walk to the city wasn't too long, as paths had been shoveled out since the last snowfall. They quickly reached it's (slightly) bustling streets, larger and more individual buildings, with Morwen's home in clear sight. It was as beautiful as always, and Spirit took a moment to smile at it. She loved their goddess as much as any Vantha, and couldn't wait for the first day of Spring when the Queen returned.
There were shops and stalls as well, selling various oddities from sculptures to instruments to snowshoes. The latter looked quite practical, especially if out in the wastes... but apparently from what she heard snow got stuck on the bottom of the wooden frames... and everything got awkward from there. Her cousin grumbled about them a bit, always wanting to tell the story of his first try with them, and how he'd decided riding was a much better option whilst hunting.