See the fire in your eyes

If it only snowed at night then maybe she would be ok. Maybe Otis would find himself a girlfriend and she could sleep in a pile of opossum babies... maybe that’d be enough... The mental image bought a smile to her face that could easily be passed off as happiness at Magnus’s agreement to take her hunting, and his mention of Aslatiel. "She’s a good kid, good fighter too." Sedna responded fondly, standing to drag another log to the fire and shifting her body as she returned to her place. She wanted to ease up on a warm spot on one side from the fire and shift it to another. Maybe she’d just sleep next to the fire in winter instead.

The Archer-Lyall was interested in what the other wolf was doing to prepare the kill, but she failed to stifle a yawn. Even just having someone to talk to was helping to ease some of the tension that had built up from the lack of den company. "Sorry," she apologised with a tired smile, "Lack o’ sleep is catchin’ up but if I move I’ll be awake again. Can’t sleep withou’ company." She poorly attempted to stifle another yawn and reclined, resting her chin on her legs, still watching what he was doing with interest, if through half lidded eyes.

"speech".