Ahearn
I was just standing in the warm kitchens of the Black River pack house, and now I am standing in the cold open expanse of tundra, in the distance I could see deer, or caribou? Either way, it looked like they would make a good meal for my dragon. We had resources. Sure it was cold, but nothing that my dragon fire couldn’t handle, or the flames that Justine could manifest.
“I don’t want to use those.” She said reading my thoughts. I will never get used to that. No matter how many layers I wrapped my thoughts in she had direct access to them. To the point that I don’t think she has direct control of it. She sighed. “Because I don’t. Just think of a way to build a shelter for now. Sgail doesn’t like the cold, so he should leave us alone here for a bit.”
“Why did you choose this plac
