Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20150207201239/@comment-5142578-20150208030330

(I'll just assume a specific date this thing starts. About six years before the present. If necessary, I'll re-edit this part for detail related purposes.)

"So, you're saying that the world has become unstable and that Frost, being chosen to be a part of, oh, what was it you called it... the Ineekah, is needed to help make it right. Is that the gist of it?" an older bluejay asked. He was about middle aged and wore a lab coat along with a pair of black pants and black shoes. His silver eyes studied the creature before him. The creature seemed to resemble a black wolf of some sort, but with strange glowing eyes and rune like markings along her arms and head. Her eyes and runes glowed an icy blue. She wore attire that would have been better suited to arctic temperatures, and only seemed to be mildly uncomfortable at room temperature.

"Correct, Mr. Owsparr." the mysterious wolf said. She eyed the gray wolf standing in the corner of the room with his back against the wall, his green eyes watching her with a mix of interest and alertness. There was also a trace of hostility in his eyes. Or was it distrust? Regardless, she had his undivided attention.

"I would say that Frost as other assigments that are of the upmost importance, but I suppose it would be hard to think of one that trumps keeping the world from falling apart." Mr. Owsparr says. "And I must say, showing up on the premises asking for him by name, his real name, I might add, is rather attention grabbing indeed."

The gray wolf steps from his corner and approaches the table where Mr. Owsparr and the other wolf were sitting. "Name one good reason I should trust you about this." Frost says.

"Name a reason I have to lie to you." she replied.

Frost didn't answer. There really wasn't much reason to lie about the world being destroyed if action wasn't taken. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

"Fine." he said, after a short period of dead silence.

"Then the matter is settled." Mr. Owsparr said before turning to Frost. "While you deal with this matter, I will take the responsiblity of looking after your sister as though she were my own." He then proceeded to exit the room. When he reached the doorway, he turned around to Frost. "Godspeed, my friend." he said, then he proceeded down the halls of his estate, leaving Frost and the mysterious she-wolf alone.

After Mr. Owsparr left, a cyan portal opened along the wall of the room. The she-wolf entered it, and Frost followed.

This better be the right call. Frost thought to himself as he stepped into the unknown.