Peace Offering

Isa hadn't realized quite how cold it would be up this high. The higher they went, the colder it got and eventually the woman's teeth were chattering. She refused to slow down or stop, however. Stubborn as an ox, the cobalt lady was intent on completing their journey. She did notice that her toes were feeling a little numb and the cold was tightening the muscles around her injured ribs once her body began to shiver.

What happened next, Isa could never have expected. Sirius stopped in his tracks, turning to face her. The woman stopped as well, tilting her muzzle upwards to look the tall beast in the eye. What was he going to insult her with now? Instead, he unclasped the spotted cloak from around his shoulders and placed it around her own instead. The heat of his body instantly enveloped Isa and she couldn't stifle a sound of comfortable pleasure from escaping. Blue eyes closed and the woman nestled into the fur, ears perking as Sirius threatened her.

The sound of the man's labored breathing brought Isa's eyes opened again and she could see the panic in his gaze. Concern etched itself on the fae's features and she took a step forward, saying the giant's name for the first time. "Sirius?" The oxygen was thin up here. If he wasn't careful and couldn't regain control of his breathing, there was a very good chance that he could lose consciousness.

"Isa"