Emerging from the Grip of Night's Unfolding Arms
12-27-2019, 08:15 PM
I'll tough it out, I won't give in
The girl blinked at him and for a moment Álarr was wondering if she'd hit her head. Did he need to try and check for a concussion? Thankfully, though, she responded to his question, stating that she was ok apart from being cold and tired. In that case the hide was definitely warranted. He carefully draped the hide over her to help her warm up. If he had some buffalo hide on him that would be warmer but he didn't really carry that around with him. He had one good sized buffalo hide but it was too big to really pack and he kept it in his den to for a nice sleeping surface in the cold winter months. Eventually he'd fold it up when spring returned to the land.
"That must've been quite a swim. Where did you swim from? Oh! I should introduce myself. My name is Álarr Imperialis. What's yours?"