Small plumes of smoke twirl around the mammoth's tusks, creating mesmerizing spirals that slowly fall back down toward the earth. Black soot covers the male's fur where ice had hidden before, completely transforming the horse-mammoth's colour to a darker and more intimidating look.
The scent that wandered around the frozen isle was completely gone, replaced with the stench of burning wood and mulchy snow.
Even when plundered, the isle remains as mesmerising as always, forming new landmarks and quickly reviving itself into how it was previously, slowly but surely new sheets of ice and snow form over the ashes that had previously devoured the island to create something new.
He still hasn't managed to find his own mother on the island after all the chaos, he knew that the healer-bear had been trying to help anyone with any injuries that they had sustained during the pandemonium, but he wasn't sure if she had left to Nerine afterwards.
However, Tox knows she can handle herself, at least in her bear form, and so he does not worry too much, he will find her sooner or later.
As Tox walks to see if he can find anyone still on the island, he hears a whinny that sounds quite familiar. Quickly, his large and awkward body turns to face the call, returning his own grumbly voice in greeting as he walks toward who he had heard.
His large hooves test the ground before him as he propels himself forward, small volumes of steam billowing out of his nose as he breathes in the freezing air.
Soon enough the male reaches Leilan, his large body slowly coming to a halt as he calls out in greeting "Salutations" he says in greeting, his low voice almost like a growl.
"How do you do Leilan?" he asks with a smile that is barely noticeable with all the fur and the tusks that cover his mouth.
