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Cold doesn't bother Axel so much--perks of wielding fire, he guesses--but even he is feeling this weather a bit. Normally he's the sort that can go out in the snow in a hoodie and be fine, but this storm is definitely more extreme than anything he's ever experienced. He rubs his hands together and stuffs them back into his pockets, then looks up when he hears howling.
Wolves? Should they be worried? It sounds really close, too. He squints through the snow in the direction of the sound, and in the shifting white, he can see a form up ahead, within the crowd of people trudging along. Oh, maybe it's just someone's dog? Okay, that's all right, then. He likes dogs.
As he draws nearer, though, he can see that creature this is definitely too big to be just any old dog. She would blend in almost entirely with the snow were it not for the strange red markings in her coat. He's never seen a dog with markings like that. As he continues walking and approaches her where she has her head thrown back, casting her voice into the heavens, he smiles a little and pauses near her to wait until she's finished her song before making a clicking sound with his tongue, hoping to get her attention without startling her.
"Hey there," he says with a grin, dropping to a crouch and holding one hand out to see if she'd like pets. She seems fine around people, obviously, but he knows better than to just touch a strange animal without waiting for permission. "Do you belong to somebody, or are you just tagging along for fun?"
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Cold doesn't bother Axel so much--perks of wielding fire, he guesses--but even he is feeling this weather a bit. Normally he's the sort that can go out in the snow in a hoodie and be fine, but this storm is definitely more extreme than anything he's ever experienced. He rubs his hands together and stuffs them back into his pockets, then looks up when he hears howling.
Wolves? Should they be worried? It sounds really close, too. He squints through the snow in the direction of the sound, and in the shifting white, he can see a form up ahead, within the crowd of people trudging along. Oh, maybe it's just someone's dog? Okay, that's all right, then. He likes dogs.
As he draws nearer, though, he can see that creature this is definitely too big to be just any old dog. She would blend in almost entirely with the snow were it not for the strange red markings in her coat. He's never seen a dog with markings like that. As he continues walking and approaches her where she has her head thrown back, casting her voice into the heavens, he smiles a little and pauses near her to wait until she's finished her song before making a clicking sound with his tongue, hoping to get her attention without startling her.
"Hey there," he says with a grin, dropping to a crouch and holding one hand out to see if she'd like pets. She seems fine around people, obviously, but he knows better than to just touch a strange animal without waiting for permission. "Do you belong to somebody, or are you just tagging along for fun?"