Of Courtship and Castles [Red] ;)

They’d traveled well together, and Aurielle found that she’d been quite enjoying the tall male’s company. The majority of the journey had been sharing small stories about their lives, though thus far it was mostly her own life.

On occasion the restive nature of her season would take over, and she’d find some way to lead Red into a foot race or mock spar to rough out the energy before she was able to keep moving without wanting to sprint flat out or find some labor work to satisfy the restlessness. She’d thought she’d learned to handle it, but this year it seemed almost hellishly bad.

It was full dark by the time they reached what she hoped to be their destination. It was huge, bigger than any structure she’d ever seen. “I’m not sure we’d even be alive by the time we managed something like this…”

She was close enough to the great wall of the castle, a paw brushing the stone. Her fascination was on par with how Red had been when he first encountered Valhalla’s wall… a wall that seemed much smaller now that she stood by this monument.

Around the base and into a courtyard, and she gazed around with awe before grinning back at the man. “Where do we even begin? There must be so much to learn from this place.”

She gazed at the towering heights, and finally, she uttered softly, shifting to her family tongue, "Déanann sé mac tíre mothú beag. Shíl mé go raibh an oiread sin bainte amach againn, ach tá an oiread sin le déanamh fós."

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think