Down on one knee
Eis
01-20-2020, 06:54 PM
Eisleif was a creature of habit, and despite having her routine she could adapt as needed. As any viking should boast. The Finnvi woman did have her favorite habits, and escaping to the hole that Hymn called his den was her guilty pleasure. Her tall frame slipped into the entrance not surprised to find the man already there.
She couldn’t help the grin that settled over her features as she her eyes adjusted and took him in. He was an aged wolf, but Eisleif had grown comfortable in his presence and enjoyed his company. Eisleif didn’t hesitate to lower her body beside his and press against him in greeting as she normally did. ”Hymn,” she muttered softly as she leaned against his side.
She couldn’t help the grin that settled over her features as she her eyes adjusted and took him in. He was an aged wolf, but Eisleif had grown comfortable in his presence and enjoyed his company. Eisleif didn’t hesitate to lower her body beside his and press against him in greeting as she normally did. ”Hymn,” she muttered softly as she leaned against his side.
