[Crow is not going to argue with that on Rean in the least, following as soon as he's tugged. However he will draw two cards into his fingers, throwing one into Rean and one into himself, catching Rean in the hip and himself in the shin.
Rean might notice the cold is a lot less intense than it once was, and the first tumbles of snow seem to bounce off him rather than on him.
Protection, at least for some of it.]
Any where we can get out of its path?!
[They had to make it out of here. They just had to.]
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Rean might notice the cold is a lot less intense than it once was, and the first tumbles of snow seem to bounce off him rather than on him.
Protection, at least for some of it.]
Any where we can get out of its path?!
[They had to make it out of here. They just had to.]