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The caves that had the hot springs were fast becoming a favorite sport for Frost. A nice bath in the snow water, a quick dip in the pools and he was always left feeling not just refreshed, but clean and relaxed. The caves were relatively empty and as he made his way to the ice pools he was more than eager, stripping off his shirt before he'd even reached them.

Once he did? The white wolfos's tag was openly wagging as he all but jumped in, water splashing around him. All it was missing was a nice meal and the hot springs would have been perfect.

The voice of another had ears perking up while the ghost spun to find the sound's source. Upon seeing another boil, he rubbed his head, a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, I didn't really look." Going to the edge of the water, he couldn't help but smile touching the snow on the edges.

"I usually don't see many down here in the ice pools. Did you just recently find this place?"

A gruff bark from the back of his throat, Frost crossed his arms with a childish glare. "I doubt I would have crushed you." He pouted, huffing and puffing slightly. "I am no overweight and I do look on most occasion." Part of Frost knew that he was acting somewhat childish but he didn't like being reminded of a mistake. Even if it was such a minor one.

Uncrossing his arms and sinking into the water so only his eyes remained above the surface, Frost sighed. Though, mostly it was blowing bubbles. "I'm Frost by the by. Frost in the Storm. Ghost, if it wasn't obvious." It probably wasn't. He didn't glow much and didn't float often. "Also a third year though, doesn't quite feel like I am really. What of you Siku? A monster of sorts?"

"It is not a distaste." The boil growled. "But I am not such. It would hinder my ability to hunt." More bubbles blown in the water, Frost stared at the demon, Red eyes focused. "Frost Demon. My mistake. And yes. I enjoy the springs, sometimes I bring sprigs of mint with me to scent the water." Looking to his clothes not far off he sighed.

"Though I failed to bring any with me this time. A pity. The place is nicer when the smell of fresh herbs fill the air." Blinking at the tail, ears went back. A spiked tail was dangerous. Though Frost didn't moved, he was watching the other with startling intensity. ".....And those who are new are not lowly. You do yourself disservice by saying such." Tail raising, the appendage was quick to turn to ice and snow. "What skills do you have? You're not the first ice inclined I've met so pardon my curiosity."

"......................" Red eyes stared a few seconds before Frost pulled back, arms crossing as he returned to sitting in the water properly (for his age). "I speak as I have always spoken. Formal perhaps, but I don't think it dull. You can understand me, which is inevitably, the goal of speech, to be understood."

At the mention that the demon could see into his underthings Frost looked down at his underthings, frowning. "...I would prefer you do not stare then." He was taking the boil at his word. After all, demons were fairly magical beings after all. He did doubt the cooler part. It was harder to be cooler than ice cold. Which he was. Literally. Most of the time. A hum from the back of his throat the ghost lifted up his hand where is turned to snow and ice, melting into water- along with the rest of him.

A few second passed and his head came up from the water, whole as before. "It is not a trick but a skill of my kind. We can become one with snow... though it can become problematic, for obvious enough reasons. But... what do you want to know? I could tell you about some clubs... or what not to eat from the cafeteria?"

Ears flat Frost looked to Spinar, confused. "A hassle? Hardly. As for slang I try not to, though it escape me at times. Sleeping... do you mean with? If so then yes. I also sleep with a friend of mine, or she sleeps on me in the middle of studying. It happens." He shrugged. It was of no concern to him really, not did he think it wrong in any sense.

"I guess... Having been raise to become the alpha of my clan I've simply fallen into my speech out of growth. There is nothing to forgive though, you asked and I have no qualms about answering." Shuffling, tail curling over his waist in the water, Frost didn't move from the close proximity. He just blinked, sighed, and accepted it.

"There are several clubs. I am president of the tea club, and a member of both k9 and the music club. There are also fashion clubs, one for demons but, Apparently they are rather racist? Fitness, dragons which is new... ah, there is also a nap club.. where they laze about. Activity varies, and some are selective. Such as k9. It is for well, canines, but we have a few honorary members. Like Jack, the cat!"

He needed to work on the whole chase thing really.

"Is there a club you were hoping for?"

A slow stare, Frost wondered what Spinar was saying. "...Ah, you mean.. copulation?" A shake of his head, poor Gene would be so red at such a claim. And Mot would be.. well Frost didn't know how Mot would feel but as a gentlemen Frost didn't want to have the man thinking something happened between him and Gene. "I do that with others, not when studying. And certainly not with Gene." He would need to tell her. In a way, the assumption was a bit amusing.

Bred for a higher rank- it was interesting to be bred for rank. "Alpha is not from a line. It is earned. And yes." Frost puffed, ears sticking back yet again. "It is habit. Like howling on certain nights when you feel the moon's gaze calling you to rise." He hadn't gone howling in a while. Perhaps- The ghost made a mental note to invite others to a howling party sometime. "You might like a howling night." The demon seemed the type to like the unplanned festivities of such a party.

The fact Spinar kept getting close was odd, and this time, Frost's tail curled around him. If he was going to be near, Frost would just accept it. "Racism or elitism, it happens. To be aware and work against it. I'll bring you a tea though. Vanilla white perhaps." The tail touch didn't last long as Spinar got out of the water. "Bruteball and casketball exist, though I'm personally not a fan." Sinking into the water, his ears were no longer flat to his skull.

"I play the ocarina among other things. It's a nice club. If you meet Danny though... she's excitable." A shrug, he sunk further into the water.

Was there something wrong with the word? Should he have used mating instead? Ears were going to remain flat on his head as the ghost tried to figure Spinar out. "Candidates are chosen, and from there we engage in various tests. The one who passes them is named Alpha until they are outdone by a more suitable candidate, or, they assume the true position as Alpha of our clan." He shrugged. To him, it was just logical.

Water splashed, Frost shook his head to rid himself of some wetness.A low hum, Frost considered it. "Tea, and I can teach you to howl. I am free after classes usually. Hang around tea club in the afternoon and go training later in the day. What would be good for you?" Red eyes looked up at Spinar, a small smile on his face. "I can also teach you about some instruments if you like."