Kristoff pulled his hat further down over his ears. It wasn't fully winter yet, but you could definitely feel it on the air, especially up here in the mountains. He'd gotten up extra early today in order to get as much time as possible for ice. Since business was much slower in the winter and he suspected that the winter holiday festivities (which usually required more ice) would be less elaborate this year, given the recent deaths of the King and Queen, he wanted to maximize the sales he made before then.
He and Sven had been up before dawn. They had slept in a barn last night and still had bits of straw stuck to them, but they didn't care. Since they were headed further up the mountains, it hardly mattered if they were a mess.
Sven was grumpy this morning, so Kristoff decided to cheer him up (spending the day with grouchy reindeer wasn't fun).
"Come on, Sven," he wheedled, "Smile! It's going to be a good day!"
The reindeer gave him a glare and huffed dismissively. He deliberately sniffed in Kristoff's direction and pantomimed gagging.
"You smell like you need a bath!" Kristoff translated in his "Sven" voice. He pulled the fabric of his coat away from his chest and sniffed it.
"Ok, I guess it is getting a little worse than I had realized," he conceded. "How about tonight we head home and let them wash everything?"
Sven huffed doubtfully, but his movements became a little bit less reluctant.
"Since you can't help it until then," Kristoff translated for the opinionated reindeer, "I guess that will have to do."
"Good!" Kristoff stated, clapping his mittened hands. "Now, we only have about an hour before dawn, so let's get moving! We have ice to cut!"