@GRIEFRIDDEN her expression becomes soft as she collects the cub from his sling and moves to set him on the ground by her feet. he settles with ease.
a smile is given.
〝 I like keeping him close, 〞 she says. 〝 have you had your breakfast yet? I worry about you. 〞
@GRIEFRIDDEN ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
she is hurrying around the corner, her own wolf cub secure in a makeshift sling across her chest, ears pricked upward.
〝 you called, san? everything alright? 〞 but she knows what’s the matter. they’re a handful.
@GRIEFRIDDEN ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
. . . she will be in shortly to assist with the cub. though, admittedly, she has found her own’s present to be quite comforting.
she feels less alone.
but now, she is tracking snow through the halls. they’ll forgive her.
@Iasthearth ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
her smile dissipates and seriousness settles over her like a veil. she stares into cerulean oculars, lost for a moment in endless depths. until finally . . .
〝 tonight, after dinner, will you meet me out here? and take my hand, and dance? 〞
@Iasthearth ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
〝 giant’s heart, 〞she teases, mostly in reference to house umber’s sigil but also : corin was a kind being.
the wolf has never taken to manners so the bow goes unreturned but she extends a hand to pat at the archer’s shoulder.
〝 I have a question for you. 〞
@Iasthearth ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
of course the wolf is close behind, a crooked grin decorating her visage as she catches up.
cor’s curls bounce, does she know? she slows her pace once beside her.
〝 good evening, 〞 she greets.