Darkened Spirits

*Naiche* · 02-06-2021, 11:26 AM

Now, here he was suggesting she spend more time with him and she had to kiss him. Admittedly he was just holding her to the offer she made but they were out in the open now! Even if they didn’t see anyone right nearby, it was just the way things worked. Naiche’s ears flicked backward with that look of familiar irritation at the kiss. Maybe it didn’t come with quite the same ire of dislike, now more of a tolerant version but it still had to show itself. Then she was thanking him and it didn’t seem right to keep his ears back at that, so they eased up to a normal relaxed position. “Sure, a, anyway it was cold.” The word anyway was thrust in to replace the word he had almost said of ‘anytime’, and the cold a half-baked excuse versus any notion of actually also enjoying it. The many things he just refused to acknowledge.

When Asla suggested he lead the way Naiche felt a bit of amusement at it. There was no big smile or any such giveaway but somehow the eyes able to show their own bit of merriment. Asla had led them to a lion, Asla had lead them to the hunting – though admittedly that made sense. It was simply the fact that for several times they had been around each other this was likely the first time she had let him lead. Carrying her didn’t count at all since he was the only one walking.

Naiche was content to walk in companionable silence to the river unless Asla had the intent to start up a conversation. The water was colder than preferred but certainly refreshing. His fur was growing back under the cloak but not as fast as he wished. The cloak was doing its job though of keeping away the worst of the cold. Winter was even more unpleasant than last year. Thank goodness the sun was still up to help with the warmth. “Well, time to see if anything that needs to be scared off or killed along the border then.” As much as anything it was just words to fill the void.

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