Bliss Could Be Ours

It was quite unusual to see Valdís the least bit nervous, and her uneasy mood became more palpable by the second as she sauntered into the barn. At first her attention had been entirely on her surroundings, but now her gaze fell solely on her girlfriend. For a split second, she was worried something was wrong, despite how perfectly she'd laid things out, clearly for some kind of special occasion... though curiously that occasion was completely lost on her. Regardless her interest was piqued, and Valdís's grin eased her worries. Lazily she followed her, reclining to her haunches and facing her curiously.

"Something good," the Finnvi completed, raising an eyebrow curiously. As much as she wracked her brain, she was finding it difficult to come up with an answer. Apparently she'd have to wait for Valdís herself. "Hopefully I have an answer," she grinned lightly, tilting her head toward Valdís and reaching out to touch her shoulder lightly, hoping to ease whatever was causing her nervousness. It was hard to imagine what she could possibly be worried over, though she'd do her best to ease her worries regardless of what it was.