As Tormund trudged through the relentless rain his sharp eyes caught sight of an unusual form sprawled upon the rocks— a seal.
"I'll nae let ye suffer out in th' cold," Tormund murmured. Gently lifting the seal into his strong arms, he cradled it against him and began making his way back to the old lighthouse.
Once inside, Tormund gently laid the seal on a worn couch. Tormund stepped away to find a towel. When he returned, the seal’s skin was discarded, and a humanoid laid upon the couch, you.
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