take me home tonight

The peace of the night was interrupted by the sounds of pawsteps through the grass. Iroh looked up as her red features peeked through the grasses and she was drawn to his fire. Her voice was sweet as she greeted him, obviously comfortable in his presence already. Her confidence said much for her and the young man felt his interest piqued. Iroh nodded his head lightly, ”Good evening.” His deep voice returned as she stopped nearby the fire. It was a welcome relief in the chill of the night.

she asked to join him but seemed to make herself comfortable before a decision was come to. He shrugged lightly, the more the merrier. ”If you don’t mind tasting some of my tea.” He bargained lightly as Sarabi revealed the two bowls to pour the liquid into. By now the water was nearing hot enough and he’d have the mandrill make the addition of the leaves. ”I’m Iroh Abraxas,” he told her lightly, unashamed of his name though it seemed years since it renewed its vow to strike fear into the heart of Boreas. Iroh meant the woman no harm. ”What’s a pretty wolf like you gracing me with their presence?” He asked as he took the pot from the heat and started the little ceremony he performed with Sarabi to brew the leaves.