(Thanks ^.^ Just glad you're all still here)

Hearing your words, Shootingstar trots in hesitantly after Crimson and Emberpaw. It's a tight fit, and you wont get the most comfortable sleep tonight curled up in one half of the tent, but it's better than nothing. Anyway, the small Pegasus foal wouldn't cope with the cold like the two Phoenix, Sunfeather and Blazetalon, can outside.

The three creatures lie down next to each other in a snug little group by your side. You can already feel the cold setting in but you can be safe knowing that with the two Hellhound pups you wont freeze.

"Y-yes," the boy quivers, quickly sliding off of Skywhisper's back awkwardly and onto the comfort of the roof of his caravan. He peers back at the two of you, his fear promptly turning to wonder. "What are you?" he asks, his eyes darting from you to the Griffin.

Skywhisper shifts, and through your bond you can tell he is confused. Dwarves are usually shut off from most other higher creatures, you know, preferring to be underground and hoarding the vast part of Anaia's gold currency. But you had no idea they were this ignorant of the outside world.

Your cautious steps make you silent as you step through the water towards the strange object damming the river.

On closer inspection you can clearly see it isn't grass, mostly down to the simple things like the fact it's breathing and you can see a large foot sticking out that looks like it could have made the prints you found earlier.

This creature hasn't noticed you yet, seemingly more focused on each and every breath.

You figure it has to be a Wild Creature rather than a critter, considering its size. In a curled up heap it is at your shoulder level, so has to be taller standing up. From what you know of the various Wild Creature species, this can only be a Yeti, but it makes no sense for it to be here.

You notice that it has gotten colder. Such is the temperature in the season of Chillsky. The Yeti's breathing gets less laboured as the air cools to be more alike to its natural habitat. It shifts, as if about to get up, and you feel the pebbly riverbed shift under your hooves.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=114#1132 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 10/13/2019 at 4:56 AM "Y-yes," the boy quivers, quickly sliding off of Skywhisper's back awkwardly and onto the comfort of the roof of his caravan. He peers back at the two of you, his fear promptly turning to wonder. "What are you?" he asks, his eyes darting from you to the Griffin. Skywhisper shifts, and through your bond you can tell he is confused. Dwarves are usually shut off from most other higher creatures, you know, preferring to be underground and hoarding the vast part of Anaia's gold currency. But you had no idea they were this ignorant of the outside world.

I smile. "I'm an elf! My name is Phoenicia, and this is Skywhisper, a griffin."

(Thanks ^.^ Just glad you're all still here)

Hearing your words, Shootingstar trots in hesitantly after Crimson and Emberpaw. It's a tight fit, and you wont get the most comfortable sleep tonight curled up in one half of the tent, but it's better than nothing. Anyway, the small Pegasus foal wouldn't cope with the cold like the two Phoenix, Sunfeather and Blazetalon, can outside.

The three creatures lie down next to each other in a snug little group by your side. You can already feel the cold setting in but you can be safe knowing that with the two Hellhound pups you wont freeze.

"Good night,'' Asteria says before trying to fall asleep.

"True. Although I doubt few would want to give an elf walking aorund with a Wyvern a quest that might not be possible..." Nicote could imagine several scenarios that might happen.