Ward’s eyebrows furrowed in a frown as he clenched his eyes shut even tighter, rolling up into a ball. He could smell the musty forest floor, strong after the morning rain. Nose twitching, he tried to ignore his stomach as it growled. He hated mornings, loathed them. With their horrid brightness, birds chirping and who knew what horrors the day
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<'You've done well. I can't move. It was a success. Now you will be safe from others of my kind. Just remember to freeze them fully.'> Sloth said slowly, now fully awake.
Sloth started to churn the little unfrozen water within her body rapidly, and the the ice began to melt. Some steam rose up, and within a few minutes, Sloth was fully unfrozen. Yes, her teeth were chattering and she was shivering more so than she had ever done in her life, but never the less, she was happy.
<'Believe it or not, we Sloths are actually related to you Elrics. My Grandma told me her mother was a Trisha. She said we look just like them, just that we have obtained slightly darker pelts and our water powers. I am not sure if there are any left though. I haven't seen any. I really want to find one though. I wish to see if what my mother said was true.'> Sloth said, liking being a teacher and telling Ward these things.
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He nodded at her words of warning, watching as she slowly unfroze herself. He frowned as she shivered.
<’Trisha? I think I remember stories of them. They were really nice and kind.’> Shifting awkwardly he rubbed the back of his head. Damn, this socialising thing was way harder than he thought.
He looked at her, then looked back at himself.
<’I don’t think Sloths are related to Elrics. We’re too different.’> he snorted, <’Besides, Elrics are much better looking.’> He nodded to himself.
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