Cold Icy Weather and Getting Rid of An Ill Otter!

(I am running Coldfeather, a gull that may or may not stick around, He follows Seth around now and they are on wooded path somewhere in the north woods area and a cold icy pouring rain has started!..)

Coldfeather circles around and starts to land as some very dark clouds start to form, he cleans a wing and looks around.

Arick catches sight of the bird as he keeps his hood up and over himself as the wind gets a little chilly.

Seth has tightly bandaged his foot paw and placed some better shoes on to further prevent blood loss, plus he is a healer so he did sew the wound, the clouds decide it’s time to now do one of those sudden down pours of rain, and it’s a cold rain mixed with hail balls. He ajusts his furred cloak and growls as the hood gets blown to his shoulders and he puts it back on his head and over his face.

Streamheart walks along, very uncomfortable in the cloak she is made to where, she seems to also care less right now as she follows the rat, some out of fear and some out of a broken spirit.

Coldfeather yaks as he watches Seth and puffs out “Not likin’..not likin’ idea of vater from the sky, tis not good for Coldfeather.”

Arick tilts his head and smirks, he studies the rat, “I take it your Seth?” He noticed him right before he put up the hood of the cloak.

Seth stops and gives a warning look to the otter before he looks at the wildcat up and down, “What’s it to you feline, mind your own business I have plans and they don’t include staying in a storm”

Streamheart stops walking and looks at the cat and frowns.

Coldfeather yaks loudly and looks around, “All tis vater and no fishies, need fishes not more water drinks!”

Arick chuckles lightly and walks overlooking the otter maid up, he speaks soon afterwards “How about I take her off your paws, she would only slow you down, would she not?”

Seth arches an eyebrow at this and grins, “No problem, I simply kill her if she doesn’t obey, but her sprite is broken, she will obey me and that’s far more horrible than death to a beast.”

Streamheart listens and looks downwards as a small sob is heard, otherwise she is quiet and shivers slightly as the weather gets worse.

Coldfeather decides to find a stream or river, even a pond for fish, he can find Seth later.

Arick shakes his head, “Then what do you gain my friend, I can offer you something and you get to go faster” He pulls out gold, “20 gold my friend, no more and I will be kind and say no less” He looks at the otter and back to him “Besides, a slightly ill slave is not at their best, the offer stands, they are looking for you as I seen them earlier, going the opposite direction at the time but the fox is not a fool to look in a storm and neither should I be in this, but business is business”

Seth eyes the gold as the rain comes down even faster and has more balls of ice and maybe a small bit of wet snow, but not enough to stick just yet, its main cold rain and hail, ice balls, he snatches the gold and shoves the otter maid to him and grins. “Deal”

Streamheart oofs as she falls on her face and coughs, she slowly stands up and gets the furred cloak around her better.

Coldfeather returns and Circes them before landing.

Arick nods, he keeps the otter maid steady and nods, ”Follow me, your with me is that understood, pay attention to what I say, and you live”

Streamheart nods and obeys, “Yes..sir” She coughs a little and frowns deeply.

Seth smirks “Good riddance woodlander!” He then disappears quickly even deeper into the woodlands.

Coldfeather follows, well least this means they will find shelter soon…right?

Arick makes sure the otter maid follows and makes his way to an area where a couple large trees have fallen over, one is very hollowed out and can fit a total of 4 large beasts so it’s big enough for the two of them, “Keep the cloak on”

Streamheart nods and lays down, she obeys and closes her eyes slipping into a deep sleep.

Seth knows the rain storm will help him, it will wash away any scent trails of him and the otter, also the hare fur and herbs further hide scents, those left with foot paws will simply wash away as he laughs, he finds an abandon old den to spend time while the storm passes, yep winter will be here soon and icy rain just further proves that.

Coldfeather stays in a nearby tree all puffed out, he watches the area close to his master and stays alert and quiet as he listens to the rain storm.