Annoyed that her brothers had taken over her job, she aimed angry nips at them, trying to pinch skin wherever she could land them. It was really fucking rude to bowl her over when opening the door had been her idea. All they had wanted to do was stare!

Fuming silently, she let them slip out of the Howff first. What was the point in trying to compete? It wasn’t like anyone really noticed her anyway.

Stepping out into the cold winter night, she watched as her small breaths curled into soft mist. It was much colder out here. She didn’t like it, but she would be damned if she got left behind.

When Selkie face-planted into the snow, she scrunched her face at him in annoyance before carefully stepping over him.

The snow itself was intimidating for the little mite. It never seemed to stop, and even with mathair’s constant pacing, the paths were still deep.

Instead of heading toward the safety and warmth of their mathair, Honor deliberately turned the other way and began to march off. Not that she made much progress, but the little soldier liked to think highly of herself and her abilities.

Let them goof off.

She would find Vater.

Her tail arched high over her back as she moved, golden gaze sweeping the darkness that seemed ready to swallow her whole.