The mer wasn't familiar enough with land animals to know whether that many tails was normal or not. He thought that it wasn't... but perhaps it would be rude to comment on it? Either way, once he had shifted form it was much harder to see his fellow traveler unless he sped up and made a small jump out of the water, which he did when the fox stopped to investigate something.
Circling slowly to keep water moving through his gills he considered her question, and how his answer had changed over the passing seasons. Boredom. Restlessness. Curiosity, he rumbled at last. I spent twenty years mastering my mother's trade. To carry on the family legacy. But I lack her magic, and she has no desire to retire yet. So. There has been much to learn, shoreside, in the meantime. To keep him busy and give him new purpose.
Are there are other places that the Deepfrost lingers?
Circling slowly to keep water moving through his gills he considered her question, and how his answer had changed over the passing seasons. Boredom. Restlessness. Curiosity, he rumbled at last. I spent twenty years mastering my mother's trade. To carry on the family legacy. But I lack her magic, and she has no desire to retire yet. So. There has been much to learn, shoreside, in the meantime. To keep him busy and give him new purpose.
Are there are other places that the Deepfrost lingers?
