Dice Our Shenanigans

[Zer0]

- 4 Days Later -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

"H-honored my behind." muttered Moss, gripping the back of Isa's jacket, and taking a deep breath. He won't admit it out loud to this joker, but that drift was cool.

He was intrigued with Isa's mastery of the machine, playing around with the heavy thing like it was a toy, and very comfortable with it too. He was amused to learn that he was a bit of a show off with it, that or he was relaxed enough with Moss to be joking around with him. That made Moss relax too, the realization sinking in that he had meant what he said when he told Moss he wouldn't judge him. And that put Moss in a playful mood.

By dusk, he had grown more used to Isa's daredevil speeds, and his grip around his waist loosened, as he settled for watching for danger and enjoying the view. They made camp next to a river under the shelter of a sparse grove of trees in the plains, and after cooking dinner, which involved slipping the crushed juice of mahonia berries into his tea which turned the red-head's teeth red if he drank it, Moss took the early night and early morning watch, perching high on of the trees and surveying the land as Isa slept.

The next morning hot soup and a wet and bruised Moss who had a bandaged gash on his leg greeted Isa. There was a dead red scaled, spiky blue, clawed and finned Barneclaw the size of a cow at the bank of the river. It was cut open, some of its meat and bones smoking and drying over a bed of coals.

"You wouldn't believe what happened." Moss had told him. "I was fishing with my spear up stream when I hit something I thought was ice, but it was the horn of this Barneclaw! And it bit me!"

Needless to say, they had a lot of food to spare after this hunt. Moss cast a frost spell that encased chunks of cut meat in crystal ice that didn't melt, preserving the freshness of the food for a long time, and he stowed as much as he could carry in his backpack.

Their travels went along like this. Moss would take second watch and let Isa sleep first if the red-head wanted. And in the morning there was always hot soup waiting for Isa. Moss had collected the Barneclaw's bones in a bag. He'd boil them into soup at four in the morning, and then bury the bones when he was done with them. He would practice his spearmanship and dagger work while the bones boiled. And when they weren't in a hurry to break camp the next day, Moss would go swimming in the nearest river or pond for a while, just reveling in the water.

Some nights when he would see that Isa wasn't so tired from driving, he'd sit and ask him about Smoky, jotting down notes in a notebook that had drawings and calculations for a machine, cooking recipes, and what seemed to be Moss' traveling journal.

They left the greens of the Forbidden forest, and entered the freezing cold of Icecrown Glacier. The roar of the motorcycle scared or attracted monsters, giants, and the gaping bandit who stared at the mechanical contraption, but they could never catch it no matter how hard they ran.

Now it was the fourth day of their journey and a dense fog had rolled in from the Windshear Mountain to their east. They had come at last to the foot of the perilous mountain range, but not quite where they had planned to go. They seemed to be . . . lost. Lost inside a ravine where two stone columns carved like wings and engraved in curving symbols and ancient runes stood like a gate to a large ruined city that lay beyond.

What would Isa like to do?

Spoiler: Feel free to World Build

Isa and Moss have "Exhaustion I". They are "Slowed", where in battle, they can only travel up to 1 area at a time. And have only one action, either Minor or Major, but not both. Their travel speed on the world map is halved.
Cure: 1 hour short rest OR 1 ration

So, for this, feel free to world build and add stuff so that there'll will be something in the area that interests you. So I decide the terrain and size (and wealth for settlements), while players can add historical buildings or monuments, specialty goods, sights and scenery, area threats, enigmatic happenings, mysterious artifacts, etc.

Katsuya​

 

[Katsuya]

- 4 Days later -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The morning Moss came back with a bandaged leg, bruises, and wet, Isa stared blankly. Still sleepy and low energy as he dragged himself out to look at the Barneclaw.

“ . . . Are you sure that’s a fish and not a nightmare come to life?”

The merman will soon realize that the redhead is not a morning person unless he ate or drank something to wake up. As he peeled a few (large) scales, he asked if Moss was okay and helped packed the frozen chunks in his own backpack. Hoping it’ll relieve some stress off the merman’s leg. Yea, sure. They were riding on his bike, but the vibrating can agitate the wound; more so if Moss is carrying too much and holding tight with his legs. So the redhead opt to carry some of the weight until his wound is closed.

One day, Isa was preparing a new spell to try out when Moss piped up. Wanting to copy the writing and willing to pay for it. Instead, the redhead asked if he could poke his horn and the merman looked at him in surprise. He let him and with a gentle nudge on the odd appendage, the redhead looked completely happy. Eyes sparkling and that made the merman look at him curiously.

”How long have you been waiting to touch my horn?”

”Why do you ask?” Isa asked, blinking innocently.

”Because you these eyes-“ Moss proceeded to look excited with sparkly eyes and a cute smile. “- when I said you could touch my horn.”

”. . . I‘m gonna make a fire.” Isa walked away, whistling a random tune. Moss looked confused. “Okay.”

“What? Can’t people be curious?” Isa asked, searching for sticks.

“You can, you just feel ... evasive.” Moss called after him.

”How so?”

”You are far away from me and picking up sticks!” Isa shrugged Moss’ disbelief, collecting the sticks and making a fire pit. After making a copy for the merman, the biker practiced the spell and using the crude staff that has a resting black raven at the end. It’s eyes are small spherical ragnite in a deep indigo color and it lights up whenever Isa used it. Then during his night watch as Moss slept, the redhead casted an illusion over their campsite, and take it off when it was Moss’ turn. Whenever the merman would go out and swim, the redhead would start on making his shield with the Barneclaw scales, nailing it in metal and soldering it with his blue flames. Sometimes, he would check what the ring he found can do, only to flinch when he was suddenly seeing another vision of the past. It’s usually something random like a deer eating grass before getting shot or a person just walking with a basket on their head. So he kept the ring on and under his glove, to avoid dropping it by accident.

As the pair leave the forest greens and riding towards the icy winters of Icecrown Glacier, Isa didn’t mess around while getting away. He was used to catching someone’s attention with his bike’s loud roars and he doesn’t stop until they were out of sight and out of mind. He didn’t want to deal with any giants nor monsters. The motorist would stay silent until they were safe enough to set camp in caves or under arching rocks. After setting camp and during night watches, Moss would find little snowmen lined up doing random actions like cheering or hugging or . . . hanging upside down like they were some spider hybrid person on an icicle.

On the fourth day, the redhead peered up to study the ravine a bit. Then he bit his bottom lip, wondering if it’s worth looking inside the ruins and checking if it’s safe to stay or not. He stayed on his bike, eyes looking around before riding close to one of the stone columns.

“ . . . There was a ruins here?” Isa asked, cautiously grabbing his staff from his boot —- he tucked it in there —- and gently poked the column. He wanted to make sure this place was safe enough to stay for a quick rest before checking the ruins. As much as he likes to see them, he is not foolish enough to just stumble in an unknown place like this.

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Moss had looked on curiously at the snowmen, and then laughed.

At the ruins, Moss got off Isa's bike, drawing his spear out and looking up at the dark shapes of the rocks and the crumbling silhouettes of the ruin in the fog. It was silent, save for the cracking of ice and the occassional howl of the wind.

"Yeah, eating sounds good. But, no fires, it might attract attention. I've never been here before." He approached the pillars. "You've delved into the ruins in the Badlands, right? Can you read this?"

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

“I can try. Ruins tend to have different writings, so...let‘s see here.” Isa leaned in close to the writings and stared at it. He took out his notes, tracing over the runes as if to check if the cravings were sharp corners or soft ones.

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

As Isa started deciphering the runes, Moss went ahead a little, then crouched down and patted some snow away on the ground. He picked something up and made his way back to Isa, walking backwards and still looking around everywhere.

He had a piece of what looked like half frozen cheese a little moldy all over. And it seemed to have the shoe of a child embedded in it.

"Mammoth cheese, judging by the smell of it. " he tossed it away after showing Isa. "There's mammoth tracks in the snow. There might be a frost giant here with his mammoth herd."

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

“Wings of Fire soar through the winters,
saving our dear Elunore from harm,
no fear to face the evils,
and melting away their s— oh!”

Isa sniffed and raised a brow when Moss tossed the moldy cheese-covered shoe away. Wondering if an unfortunate soul was stepped on by a giant while he was herding his mammoths. Then he shook his head. “Then we shouldn’t stay here for long, don’t want to catch it’s attention—- look here, Moss!” The redhead pointed at the pictographs with an impish grin.

“This whole column is filled with hero poems, each one in the name of a hero that did a specific good deed. Even the nameless ones like these guys, saved the city— Elunore—- are written here and how they fought against the frost giants that tends to come here for some reason. Oh-! And-! And there’s smaller cities beyond these ruins too —- this ravine is a gate to Elunore and all the other towns too —-there’s also these weird machine thingys that help the fighter fly through the air like this picture here.“ Isa geeked out, looking his proper age the more he talked about the ruins.

”They’re around a 1000 years old. I guess the frost giants don’t like fire users, huh?” Isa hummed. An image entered in his head and shuddered. “Think I shouldn’t use my magic anytime soon? Can ya imagine? A giant versus a single tiny person through those gates? Creepy~ There’s a hero named Giant’s bane too! So cool~”

He can see why the wizards and warriors flew across the skies, it’s an advantage to have. Perhaps they figured out where the giants’ weakness were and aimed for that with their fire. Isa looked back at the ruins with a wide grin, wanting to read each one and remember these soldiers fondly.

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Moss nodded in agreement. "Me too. Getting squished then mixed into cheese is a poor way to go."

He smiled as he listened to Isa geek out. So he liked learning about the history of places too. "The machine thingies are fascinating. I wonder if they use propellers too." he said thoughtfully, looking at the pictogram.

"I hope you don't have to." said Moss. "Come to think of it, what other fire spells can you do? Let's talk and eat over there." he pointed ways beyond to what looked like the ruins of a watchtower that had no roof and was halved, as though some siege weapon smashed its middle clean through, collapsing the top all around it in rubble piles. Through the dense fog in the dim light of the morning, they could make out a looming wall with fallen sections and a wide open destroyed gate that showed only mists and the dark shape of buildings beyond.

Moss wall ran, then leaped, swinging himself up a post, then climbed as high as he could go up the ruined tower while staying hidden behind its old stone bricks. He asked Isa if he'd like to join him up here.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"

Isa pulled his bike as close as he could to the tower and cast an illusion over it. Making his bike look like a snow covered rock. Then he looked up to see Moss ’climbing’. For a merman, he’s rather agile out of water too . . .

”Okay~” Isa called back and smirked. He muttered a lyric under his breathe as cool winds wound around his boots. Should Moss peek over the tower’s walls, he’d suddenly see Isa’s grinning face close to his. Nose to nose. He can even feel his warm breathe over his cheeks when the redhead talked.

”This is a good spot, Moss~” The motorist said, pulling himself over the wall with a front flip and landing close to the merman in a sitting position. His trench coat billowed behind him like a whirlwind of dark purple and fur. Shoulders touching the younger’ s trembling ones as once again, Isa became cold. He wanted to get close to the closest warmth he will find like a tired cat. “Let’s see . . . Most of my magic is fire-based, but I mostly use them for illusions. Since heat can trick the mind. What about you? You use ice magic?”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Unknown Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

It was only the thought of a frost giant wandering around that kept Moss from gasping out loud. His surprised expression gave way to the usual face he wore whenever Isa trolled him, the one with deadpanned eyes and his mouth forming a thin line, then he lightly headbutted his nose with his horn.

"Don't surprise me when danger's around, Isa, and how did you get up here so fast? I didn't even hear you." He looked back down where Isa was just moments ago.

He sat beside him, then, noticing that he was shivering, made to take off his winter coat. "Do you want to borrow my coat for a while?" Once they settled, Moss asking if he could have one of the smoked fish they preserved back at Cascata dell' Oceano from Isa's bag, he went on to say: " Yes, though unlike you, I can't cast non-ritual magic if I don't have these." He jingled a blue pouch hanging from his belt and loosened the string, showing Isa spell components in the form of scarlet feathers, iridescent scales, vials of powdered coral mixed with silver, black pearls, and small pine-wood carvings of orcas. "I have a spell that helps me talk to monsters too, and transform into a furry orca that walks! So the cold won't bother me if I don't have my coat. Do you want to see?"

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Elunore Ruins -
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Isa blinked at Moss’ scold, still smiling impishly. “Can’t promise that.”

”I used wind magic to come up here.” He answered before hesitating on taking his coat. It wasn’t until Moss explained about his non-ritual magic that he quickly wrapped himself with the Moss’ coat. Then a worrying thought popped in his head as he passed the merman smoked fish before grabbing one for himself.

”Wouldn’t it be a waste to use it to show off? How do ya use these?” Isa, funny enough, looked interested and lightly caressed a scarlet feather. Then he nibbled on the smoked fish. “So soft~ —- I wouldn’t want ya to waste it .... we can share the coat? I can use the sleeping bag as a cover instead.”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Moss shook his head. "If I cast my spell as a ritual, then I don't need to use any of my spell components. You saw me use it once, when my magic crushed a silber string so that we can walk on the ocean." He shrugged. "I don't mind if you use my coat. We're just eating for a while and afterwards you can give it back to me."

After removing his coat, revealed over his silk shirt were leather straps buckled around his chest. Hanging from the left holster was the leatherbound spellbook he had inscribed Isa's Dispel Ailment spell in with colorful ink and swirling Nazja arcane runes, a seraph dagger, and strapped on the right was Ninjas of Love I, his foodie journal with a charcoal stick, and a second Seraph blade. He took out the spellbook in quick practiced movements and flipped the page to a spell that had sketches of an orca with wide fan like fins that ended in short claw-like paws? Fingers? And had short legs beneath a flowing whale tail.

Katsuya

Spoiler

Isa and Moss -1 Exhaustion. Isa recovers 2 Mp if they rest for an hour.

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Isa leaned in a bit, watching Moss flip through the pages until he stopped at an Orca picture......with short legs?! Fingers on the fins?!

”Wow.......that’s....I don’t know how to respond without sounding offensive.“ Isa deadpanned. He didn’t want to bring up Moss’ loss of fins and tail, figuring that perhaps...just perhaps the curse Moss has is so strong that it even affects his magic. It would make sense, being the king of the sea and all. The redhead wondered so much as to what did Moss do for his own father to curse him and his friends-

The redhead shook his head. He won’t ask about his past, Moss wouldn’t be comfortable enough to tell; Isa isn’t comfortable enough to share the real reason why he is after his uncle yet. ”So you use the orca spell to be warm? I wish I could do that too. It would be easier for me.” He grinned widely.

Spoiler: Answer

Isa shall rest!

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

"Isa, I'll have you know that my orca form is awesome and fluffy." said Moss, frowning at the biker's reaction. "Yes, pleasantly warm. Here, I'll show you. Give me ten minutes." And he wolfed down the rest of his smoked fish, then undid the clasps of his leather straps, took off his silk shirt and put them safely aside on a pile of bricks. He began murmurring the incantations on his spell book in the sing-song Nazja accent. His hands glowed white, as cool blue swirling runes appeared on his arms like tattoos.

It was slow and gradual. The whiteness spread up his arms, as the tattoos swirled upwards, covering his body entirely in Atlantean runes. He opened his eyes and they were entirely jet black. Moss swelled, the white glow cracked and flaked away like ice, revealing black peach-fuzz blubber underneath. His pants melded into his flesh as a long black tail flowed smoothly down his back with a swish. He crouched, arms expanding into fins that ended in wide fanlike paws, a fin like a shark's spiking up from his back, and the blubber covered all of his head, white hair vanishing into the roots to be replaced by black peach soft fur, as his face curved forward and rounded into an orca head.

He looked at Isa and squeaked!

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

”A-ah, you don’t- okay.” Isa grinned, unsure of how to calm Moss’ willingness to transform without offending him more. As he took his time eating, his indigo eyes looked at the merman as he took off his leather straps and silk shirt-

‘Guess he needed to take clothes off to not rip it apart.’ Is what Isa guessed as Moss started to change. Feeling a pang of sadness at the sight of the glowing runes before shaking his head a bit. His eyes widened in quiet awe as the white light melded up to his arms and eyes pure black. He leaned back and blinked owlishly, a bit weirded out to see peach fuzz growing and-

Oh gosh, he squeaks. He can squeak.

“That’s so cute.” Isa stated, smiling with a slightly curve at one corner of his mouth. He stood up. He does look warm . . . “C-can I ... touch your arm?”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The orca stood up proudly, remembered it was hiding, and ducked immediately, glancing at the ruins beyond the fog. He squeaked in clicking chitters, nodding, then plopped back on the floor, curled its tail around itself, and then extended a fin.

The orca was as big as a baby killer whale. The fur was warm, peach fuzz short at the edges of the orca, growing longer and fluffier towards the center, with a very plush buoyant whale belly.

The orca squeaked, smirking at Isa's reaction as though Moss was feeling I-told-you-so. And showed off its head, crawling around in a pose to show the sleek back fin, the tail, and then a complete turnabout, bowing his head to show the beautiful black and white symmetry of wave like rune-curling patterns that arrowed from his forehead and down the back of his head around the blow hole.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Isa sat next to the laying Moss-orca, rolling his eyes when he caught the smirk, and touched his fin with his gloved hand. Holy smokes, he is warm. The redhead‘s smile grew when he noticed how easily his hand is sliding, taking note how soft his fuzz must be to let the leather smoothly move with each curious rub. Not that he’d let Moss know, but he wanted to take his glove to actually touch the plushness.

He’s amused at how much Moss really wanted to show off his orca spell —- not that he blamed him. Isa is jealous that he gets to be warm whenever he wanted—- but he blinked at the wave-like runes on his head. The redhead gingerly traced over the markings, feeling like it was similar to old runes he’s seen before. Oh!

”Your runes has a bit of Black speech.” Isa uttered quietly, sitting on his knees to have a better look at them. Forgetting that he is touching Moss’ head as he looked closer to the runes. “It’s altered and I can’t read it, but it’s very similar to the rune Orizònt - “ He purred fluidly. “- it means horizon. Fascinating. Hm! Heheh.”

His tracing finger sunk under the plush fur with barely any force.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Must resist-

Isa, the young man who preferred to evade any sort of unnecessary touch or skin to skin contact, snuggled his face into Moss’ plush fur with a warm smile. Looking like a happy sleepy puppy with the way he nuzzles his face in the fur. Indigo eyes shining brightly with sparkles as he sinks in without qualms.

“You’re sooooooo soft~ I’m sorry but I—- oh my gosh, you’re so warm too~”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The orca nodded, black eyes widening in surprise that Isa knew Orizònt, and he pulled his spellbook, chittering excitedly, to point to Isa that same rune inked within the spell sigil. There were other black speech runes here too. And on the opposite page was a spell circle that looked familiar in general shape to Isa, a Detect Magic Spell, but inscribed in the way Moss understood it: in Black Speech and Nazja runes with a bit of flaire added to the arithmency calculations and a watercolor like blending of runes as though he leaked the magic between them on purpose, with no definite boundaries like the way waves don't make straight lines when they wash into shore, looking unstable in a beautiful way with their gradients, freely flowing like water.

If an orca could deadpan, it did, and it gave a big resigned sigh from its blow hole, ruffling the tips of Isa's hair. He didn't move and just let Isa nuzzle. So the man had a weakness for warm plush things, and Moss vaguely wondered if one of these nights ---probably during a blizzard--- he's going to wake up with Isa hugging his orca head like a teddy bear.

It also interested him to learn that Isa didn't mind hugging a guy or get close nose to nose with one. Maybe it was a culture thing. In fact he never asked where Isa had grown up.

He squeaked to get Isa's attention, and then drew a house in the snow with his fin hand and a question mark beside it, then pointed to Isa, then pointed at it.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The redhead couldn’t hold back his excitement when Moss showed him his spell, geeking out under his breathe as he traced the runes lightly. He pointed out other runes that he recognized too.

Hearing Moss’ squeak, Isa peeked an eye out, not wanting to leave the plushness yet as he watched a fin drawing on the snow. Then he leaned back to see the image of a house and question mark. Moss is pointing at him- oh!

”My home?” Isa asked quietly. “You want to know where I lived before traveling?”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The orca nodded.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Isa grinned impishly. “Montagna al Tramonto. Haven’t been there since a year now.”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The orca's eyes widened in curiosity. Then he swept the snow drawing away with his tail, shoved more snow into the space, flattened it with a tail pat, then drew a squiggly man with pointed ears, a plus sign, then a squiggly woman with normal ears. He put in an equals sign and then a question mark next to it. Then he pointed at Isa's ears.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

He peeked at the new drawing again. Then he shook his head, pulling his hood up to cover his ears in a bit of shame.

“I don’t know my father. My mother was human though . . .” Isa stared at the squiggly woman figure wistfully. He sounded sad, yet loving when he spoke about his mother. “She was the reason why I’m a demon hunter. She was one too . . .”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The orca looked like it was deflating awkwardly, as though it realized it touched upon a delicate subject. A moment passed between them, then a warm paw fin gently touched Isa's back, as its round fuzzy snout nuzzled his forehead. It hummed like a mournful whale in apology.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

Within that quiet moment, Isa didn’t move. His usual grin strained as memories washed over him. It’s been months since he lets himself remember the dead, hunting for his uncle always kept him going. He didn’t want to feel sad anymore, so he shoved everything in the back of his mind-

The redhead blinked owlishly at the gentle touch on his back plus a fuzzy snout nuzzle on his forehead. Listening to an apologetic hum . . .

For a quiet moment, Isa let‘s out a shaky sigh and nuzzled back with his forehead. His cheeks turning red and his grin softened to an awkward but grateful smile. Like he wasn’t used to having comfort, but appreciated nonetheless. “It’s fine. You didn’t know . . .“ The old teen patted the orca’s snout tenderly, swallowing down his sobs.

”. . . Ma loved pasta. So I’m sure she would’ve loved the one you made . . .” Isa quietly said, wanting to calm Moss in someway.

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Ruins of Elunore-
"Dense Fog, Eastern Edge of Windshear"​

The fin paw moved back and forth across his back. The humming became soothing. It surprised Moss how easily Isa opened this up to him. What an honest man, it was refreshing, like reading a book. hearing him swallow his sobs, it made Moss want to protect Isa somehow. He was a nice guy, and he was even comforting Moss when Isa was the one who should be comforted! His cinnamon bun-ness made sadness something Moss wanted to keep away from him.

So he did not move his fluffy head away, nor his warm fin paw and let Isa nuzzle on him until he felt better.

Katsuya