Chrrou continues to be as helpful as he can, trying to hunch even lower in the snow so as to be more easily clambered up upon. Shifting his bulk back and forth to get Geno settled comfortably, he gives a welcoming rumble and bark as Sen mounts up on his thick-furred and sturdy back as well... while the armored dire-wolfess still stares skeptically. She certainly doesn't look especially inclined to bear riders herself.<br/><br/>The two wolves aren't able to give Fiona much help as to how to proceed; being unable to see her entails being unable to notice her cautious reservation either.<br/><br/>Chrrou gives a snort as Sashi speaks of overloading him, though, shaking his head and sending flakes of snow flying before he once more scrawls messily in the snow:<br/><br/>THESE TWO AREN'T HEAVY<br/>ENOUGH TO SLOW ME DOWN<br/>AT ALL. I COULD CARRY TWO<br/>TIMES AGAIN THIS WEIGHT.<br/>THE ONLY THING I MIGHT RUN<br/>SHORT ON IS ROOM ON MY<br/>BACK AND I CAN PICK UP<br/>AND CARRY ALONG ONE MORE<br/>AFTER THAT RUNS OUT.<br/><br/>Grimacing and retiring his paws from their ill-suited task of writing, he continues to wait much more patiently than before; a few minutes is nothing whatsoever compared to the time to be saved over hours of travel, though he is still anxious to get going again.