The Wyvern nods sharply, sides heaving. He slows down to a stop, though continuing hopping from foot to foot. "Ire... ire..." he squawks, teeth chattering. You take that to be him asking for 'fire'.

Nicote hops down and steps next to the Wyvern, holding his flame over his body.

He sighs in relief, curving his wings round you and the fire to absorb extra warmth. Melted ice begins to drip from his frozen scales, though it quickly turns into steam with the heat of your fire magic.

No longer cold, he folds his wings back into his sides and sits, nodding in thanks before closing his eyes to rest.

Nicote lets him rest for about half an hour before nudging him to wake up again. They need to cover as much ground as possible.

The Wyvern snarls as you wake him, but gets up onto his feet anyway. He sways slightly as he waits for you to get back on.

"YOu ok?" Nicote notices the swaying

He looks at you with a disdainful expression. You did just wake him after all, but he nods to you anyway.

Nicote lcimbs back into his place. "THen let's go, if you're fine."

The Wyvern huffs and starts off, the cart clunking into motion behind him.

There's a grunt from behind you, and a muffled voice shouts, "We're off again?" Seems like Balthur is awake then. "Didn't you two get any rest?"

"He did. I didn't. BUt i'll be fine."