Char shivers down in the bag at Ethel's side. The fear of predators had never left him and between the two things out there right now, Char was glad to be cuddled so close to his master and friend. He tugs on the empathic link, letting Ethelinda know of his fear of the creature still alive but also of the joy and comfort he feels with her.
Char bounds through the snow, loving every second of the powder and ice. Upon hearing his masters call he perks up his ears for a quick listen to the surroundings.
Char kicks around in his bag a little, wondering what all the commotion is about. He feels a tinge of stress from his link with Ethel but she has never lead him down a bad path before.
