[With a huff, Lancer stomped around the fortress, putting up runes of fire all over the place, trying to heat things up for the dogs. The puppies were shivering everywhere they ran and it didn't quite make sense. He smelled the spring come--he knew it should have been around, but there was still cold and snow everywhere.
Merida would find him weaving between the trees on the grounds, writing his runes nearly everywhere.]
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Merida would find him weaving between the trees on the grounds, writing his runes nearly everywhere.]