ice ice baby

She wanted to reserve judgment on the wine, but the majority of her feelings were negative. The taste was not pleasant, but the warmth that began to spread in her belly and down her throat was almost pleasant. The man chuckled almost amusedly at her answer, mentioning that it wasn’t the most pleasant of tastes. There had to be some other reason that wolves consumed the stuff, and she would soon find out if she kept drinking.

”You’re very kind.” She answered simply in return as he offered her as much as she liked. The warmth was an interesting feeling, she couldn’t deny her curiosity about it either. So Pyr took another sip before enjoying a bit more of the meal he offered. Her bright eyes shifting from the fish to Jokull’s features as she did. The warmth in her belly grew as the wine made its way through her system and she began to feel the effects more heavily. Her eyelids grew a little heavier, and the weight on her shoulders lifted as euphoria hinted at the edges of her consciousness. Pyrite took another tentative sip, encouraging the strange feelings within.

Her inhibitions were carefully stripped away, and the quiet girl looked back up to the man as she licked her lips after finishing the fish. ”So, you’re all alone out here.” She started as she crossed her golden gilded paws. ”Should I be worried?” He had mentioned the threat she might pose, but why was it that Jokull was on his own?