Archer in the night

A raising brow would meet him as the wraith took note of his missing eye and any other wounds he may have gotten from the siege between the pack and Valhalla but the dame didn't put too much thought into it nor did she comment on his wounds. He wasn't bleeding out on the snow that was the important thing. ?Of course; the one and only.? Still that voice was accompanied by that teasing tone of hers.

Hearing him question her Abel wondered a bit where his mind had been. ?I had been trying to sleep but it seems the cold has other ideas about that.? It would seem the winter would be the bane of her existence here lacking that thickened coat or well muscled body to keep her self properly warm through freezing nights.