Five O'Clock On A Friday

Eyrun's thoughts on Eldi had shifted since their last conversation. While she'd been intrigued at the thought of things between them escalating beyond friendship, he seemed attached to his more traditional views and she wasn't quite sure she had it in her to try to change his mind on things... if she'd even have the care to do it at all. Perhaps they were just two different wolves, a thought that didn't really bother her, though she'd be lying if she said she wasn't a tiny bit disappointed at the realization that pursuing him might be a fruitless endeavor. It didn't change her respect toward him though, no; he was still a comrade, one she cared for and wanted to fight alongside, so when she heard his call she didn't hesitate to answer it with one of her own before setting off to join him.

Quickly she scrambled through the fresh layer of snow that covered the lands, moving to close the distance between them. Not too quickly, but quickly enough that it was clear she wasn't at all avoiding him. As she drew closer she tilted her head, inspecting what he'd laid out and curious what he had in mind for this little gathering. Surely this wasn't any sort of training session? Hopefully he had something much more fun in store. Eyrun flashed him a grin as she moved toward him, giving a quick nod in greeting. "Eldi, what's the special occasion?" Hopefully others from Hjarrandi would show up for whatever was planned.