Don't Look Down
07-06-2014, 07:55 PM
He would turn and smile at her, this time in a thanks. He would feel her move from under him, stepping his back legs over her so that she could get up. His orbs would follow her, and soon his paws would too. She entered a nearby den, he would be right behind her as she lay down to the floor. He would lay beside her, the side opposite of the wall so he could trap the heat between him and the den wall. It may have been spring, but it was still early and they were up north. The night was sure to keep them cold. He would drop his front paw on top of hers, crossing their legs like he had before. His chin would rest on his paws, and he would look at the fae with a gentle, but tired smile. He was happy. Walk "Talk" Think |