Darkened Spirits
Naiche
Bloodletter
Knight
02-06-2021, 01:53 PM
Ah, there it was. A flash of his old annoyance with her. The tucked ears brought a sweet little grin to Asla's face before the moment passed. She told him to lead the way and he did so. The young woman eased into a comfortable pace beside him. They walked together to the river and Asla stopped to wet her tongue before they would be on their way running the perimeter. Naiche surprised her by being the first to speak. His words were there simply to fill the silence and she offered a nod in response. She was content to move along silently if he was, but eventually she would have to tease him again. She simply couldn't help herself. His reactions were always so satisfying and, honestly, he was pretty cute when he was flustered. After a while of patrolling, Asla's pace slowed to a stop. The pair were atop one of the few hills of the plains. From here, they could look out over the grassy territory. The girl cast a sidelong glance at her companion. "You know..." she began, taking one sidestep closer to her yellow friend, "it's going to be a long, cold winter. You're alone. I'm alone. We could keep each other warm at night. Mutually beneficial, you know." Amusement glittered in her purple pools, but she was quite serious about the offer. No one would begrudge wolves the warmth of bodies during the winter. It wouldn't be frowned upon or looked at oddly in the slightest. Naiche was a bit of a prude though, she she was interested to see what he would say. "Speech"
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