Declan Milam

Declan’s breath came in soft puffs, curling into the cold air before disappearing. He had been silent for some time now, sitting beside the fire with a glower as he listened to the crackle, content with the silence. He detested partners. This was exactly why he refused them before, but this time he had not been given an option. He glanced to CraveU user, frowning as he recounted the events of the day in his head.

They’d been sent North to scout out territory between Elaris and Ustaborg, but had gotten caught in a terrible blizzard in the mountains and lost their way, tracks covered in a deep fresh blanket of snow. Had he been on his own, he was convinced, he could have made his way back, but he was took concerned with the pup following him about to focus on the task at hand, and now he was in a sour mood. They’d taken refuge in a cave, only to shortly after be snowed in by shifting snows, trapped together with the dismal provisions they’d taken for what was supposed to only be a day or so trip.

Declan sighed. It wasn’t CraveU user’s fault, he begrudgingly reminded himself. It’s not as if they summoned the blizzard, and the cave had been his idea, after all. He shifted, noticing as a shiver ran through his companion and sighed, opening an arm and inviting CraveU user into the building warmth beneath the furs draped around him.

“You’re freezing,” He grumbled,. “Body heat will chase the cold away and keep you from getting ill. Don’t be stupid, just come here.”