Self-fulfilling Prophecy
01-05-2016, 02:43 PM
Was that more pink he saw on her face? Probably, but the silvery wolf would have another focus on his mind as he answered her questions. A swift nod was given as he told her, and she didn't jump or try to get away from him as he sat close. He'd keep a closer eye on her, noticing even as he blocked the wind her shivers came easily. He was beginning to wonder if she was even cold. “Wandering’s fine.” Luck would distract him as he told her that she might pick their first night. He'd find her relatively easy to entertain and the Armada would find himself smiling with her. Bacchus was also very much unable to forget about the strong heat scent around her, and as she seemed to take comfort in his closeness he'd push the boundaries even further. Slowly he'd lean against her, the top of her shoulder fitting nicely beneath his own. "Are you cold?" He'd ask in an offhand manner, wondering what she might answer him with. |
