Warmth was the only thing tying him to Rökkvi as they walked shoulder-to-shoulder through the night, a slow and casual pace with no real direction to guide them; at least, that was what he thought they had been doing. In a sudden call to reality, Seiya found himself engulfed in wind. For a brief moment he caught a glimpse of the sky: glimmering night illuminated by a full moon, with shooting stars dancing across the—

Rökkvi! he shouted as his friend's falling silhouette blacked out the meteors.

But then he was consumed by cold, suffocating waters and his world disappeared. Panic, confusion, and shock raced through his blood as he struggling to right himself and breathe air again. After swallowing several mouthfuls of water, he surfaced, choking and spitting; and then Rökkvi's body doused him in a splash. Adrenaline fueled him and he burst forward, kicking through the once-calm waters that now rippled and foamed with his frantic swimming. There wasn't even time for him to try and process what had happened or why, but he knew he'd need to bring Rökkvi to shore. Without any explanation, he grabbed his friend by the thick mane on his neck and began half-pulling, half-guiding him to the edge of the river. Gods, Rökkvi was heavy, but the water helped to aid in their movement and it was not long before Seiya's paws found purchase on rocks beneath him, and then the crisp, cold snow of the shore.

His heart must have been ready to explode. He couldn't remember the last time he put this much effort into something. When he was sure Rökkvi was able to find ground for his paws, Seiya took a brief respite to quickly judge their surroundings. Nothing too strange until he glanced back up to the meteor shower. Had there been one before...? Were they even near this forest before...? But he shook all of those thoughts aside, his attention wholly on Rökkvi.

Are you okay? What the hell even happened?

Oh, the water he had swallowed... Seiya turned aside to retch. Delightful.