justitia-est-omnes

It takes more than a storm to deter a strong spirit from reaching its goal. However, enough cold and wet can certainly make it irritated. "Can you p-p-please hurry up?!" a tiny voice squeaked from somewhere in the darkness, battling against the keening winds. "I'm gonna freeze before we even get there!" The Absol trotting through the rain paused for a moment, sighing. "I'm doing the best I can, little one. I can hardly see as it is." His voice was deep and soothing, but did little to mollify the tiny Joltik perched upon his head. "But I'm c-c-COLD!" Sighing again, the scarred Absol resumed his swift trot, trying to both proceed a little fa