The wind was howling and my hair was dancing with with wind. I pulled my beanie down, covering my forehead and leaving it to rest above my eyebrows.
“Greetings your Majesties."
“Alanis..." Alan said with a grin.
Alanis was tall, with broad shoulders and two deep scars on his face. When he lifted his hand to adjust his head warmer, I saw that the back of his hand was deeply scarred.
“To what do I owe this beautiful surprising check visit?." On his face was a very gentle and inviting smile.
“Our mate and Lee was climbing Tarron and Lee decided that he wanted some from on Tron, I've forgotten how cold this mountain is." Alan said.
“Seriously brother, you can't stand a little cold?." Brent said teasingly.
“This isn't a little cold." Alan muttered and rubbed his palms together.
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