Gunnar watched the kids huddle up together, trying to get warm and for a moment, he wanted to smuck them both back into the water. Any smart wolf would know not to go out into winter ocean in the first place. C'mon, Gun. They're just kids. Cut them a break. You were young too, once. He frowned and sighed. You left a trail, huh? He echoed, standing again to scoot closer to the two brats, his tail wrapping over their haunces easily. You won't get warm laying like that. Come up off of the sand and into some shelter. He rasped, standing again and sauntering off towards the treeline.
He paused once he got to the first tree and glanced back to make sure they were following, tail flicking in mild annoyance. Sophie, drag... He decided to take a guess at what they were trying to say his name was. ...Boothe... over to the base of this tree. I'm going to start a fire to help you two warm up, alright? He paused before moving to shift, a thought crossing his mind for a moment. ...An' my name's Gunnar, by the way.
Then she shifted, body growing into his optime form easily, though the cracking sound from his leg suggested painfully. And it was. Every time he shifted, the pain came, but subsided shortly after. He'd grown used to it since his injury and there was nothing more he could do.
The young wolfdog moved over to collect a couple peices of birch bark still clinging to the nearby trees, never straying far from the two pups. After he'd collected enough bark and dried wood to manage a fire, he returned and started to dig a hole into the sand. He'd done it plenty of times before. This was no different. He arranged the bark and wood into the make-shift fire pit and then moved to grab two stones. With a couple of well rehersed flicks, sparks flew and the fire was lit.
A'ight, now come over 'ere and get warm. The both of yah. He waved them over, sitting cross-legged beside the steadily growing flames, not caring about his lack of clothing. They hadn't been more than accessories to him before, anyway. Once yer warmed and dry, I'll escort you both back to your brothers, alright? That way no harm comes to yah and I won't have to face up to an angry family later. Selfish brat. It was like a kid babysitting little kids.
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