Legends of the Frost

Carthadin (MT)

There's plenty of food, Storm. Lemmings and pika live in the rocks, but they're difficult to spot. There's a mountain spring where a lot of grass grows, and deer eat there frequently. The rivers have a lot of fish in them, if you're in to that." Storm's snout wrinkled in disgust at the thought of fish. "I don't know how much wolves eat, though, so that might not be sufficient. Once my wing is healed, I'll look for an area where we can get food."I limped back to the satchel and looked at the crypt. I was SO BORED. So I started humming a nonsensical song. Doot. Doot Doot. Doot Doot Dee Doot. Doot Doot Dee Ba Doot Doot Dee Ba Doot Doot Dee Ba. Storm shot me an exasperated look. "What? I'm bored!", I said. He chuckled and continued his shift.So, Storm didn't enjoy such music as that. I picked up a pebble, and put an enchantment on it. It turned into a beetle. I named him Jerry, and placed him in my satchel, which was enchanted to be bigger on the inside. Now, being a Faerie of the Stars, I was nocturnal. The night was my home. So while the wolves slept, I played. Storm deemed me too unwell to perform the night watch, so I did other things. This included secretly turning Flame's fur a bright shade of pink, which I hope he doesn't kill me for in the morning, giving Twig a glorious flower crown, sketching in my note pad, writing awful mushy love poems to absolutely no one in general, sharpening my longsword, banging my head against the wall, dressing up Jerry in a suit and bowtie. For some reason, he had a fez on his head, which was completely irreversible.