Title: fill your cup
Fandom: Call of the Wild
Rating: Teen & Up
Length: 162
Author's note: Something something wild west, something something parallels.
Summary: Frontiers make strange bedfellows.

It is a mannerly thing to offer a sip of one’s flask, on crossing paths with another human in the empty north. It matters not if the drink is water or whiskey - whiskey, of course, being preferred for its warmth, but anything offered will do - only that hospitality is performed, no matter if the acquaintance is a for a night alone or the rest of the journey. Civilization writ small.

Such is life in the land of the ice and snow. Chance meetings and swift departures and long, weary days spent on the trail with nothing but the call of dogs and the rush of snow breaking.

Still, coming across the full compliment of a town to be's brothel and inn on their way to set their new abode into full swing - that is worth a dry throat, and warm, sleepless tent, and the half-forgotten chivalry of a delay to escort to their destination. On account of the wolves.