Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20160730180209

Frost had generated a thin layer of ice over his uniform to help keep himself cool in the desert heat. Coming from a world of mostly ice, with only a narrow band of warm tropical climate around the equator, the intense heat and sunlight was not something the wolf was used to. He had almost drawn out his weapon when the Azizi called them out, but refrains once they changed their tune. The gray wolf looks at Drake. "I thought you said you didn't know much about them." he says sternly.

Drake scratches the back of his head, grinning sheepishly. "Okay, you got me. I lied and I'm sorry." he says. "But I made a promise not to say too much about them. Friendly as they can be, they ain't too fond of outsiders. And with good reason." he adds, pointing a thumb at what was left of the bandits. He then turns to Seth Azizi. "Kinda been all over the place, old man." he says happily. "It's great to see you guys again. I just wish it was under better circumstances."

"So, how do they know you?" Crystaline asks. The young white wolf was doing the best she could to fan herself. Although going incorporeal would eliminate the exposure to heat, it wouldn't be worth the effort put into using said ability, and would do nothing to block out the intense sunlight. Needless to say, both wolves were ill equiped for a desert environment.