In A Moment of Stillness

Someday soon they'd had to sit and seriously discuss their deaths. Not only what came after, but what they'd do if one of them died before the other. Now that she had devoted herself to Valdís, life before her seemed somehow less meaningful and she couldn't imagine life after her being much different, though Ulfr no doubt added a new important facet to life too. These conversations were best left for a different day though, perhaps before their upcoming raid? For now she was content to bask in the simplicity of their moment and in the warmth of her wife's touch, which was even more entracing given the chill that was creeping in with winter's steady arrival.

She let out another laugh. "I cannot promise against doing something extreme if he falls for someone who ever up hurting him. Murder might not be off the table," she half-teased as she stretched out and leaned more heavily into Valdís. Truthfully she just wanted the best for Ulfr, whatever that was, as he grew older. As long as he knew how to take care of himself and respect his allies, she really couldn't ask for anything else, but that wouldn't stop her from feeling fiercely protective even as he grew. "Say, what would you want to do if you found out we had... I don't know, a week left to live? What would be your ideal week?" Her question was more out of curiosity than a real need to discuss the fact that their lives were no doubt more than halfway over and on the downward trend now. She wondered if Valdís would stay here in Fireside and live out their lives just as they had been or if there was something she'd never done that she'd want to finally do. Ásvor was curious, and she nibbled lightly on her fur as she waited for her answer.