Noctisardor Bypass Quiet and cold - that's the way I like it

She's glad he is happy, the pure unadulterated joy that spread onto his face bringing back warm, fuzzy feelings that her bitter heart rarely felt. She snorts in laughter, a crooked smile jittering her wobbly eye. After a yawn, the woman slowly settled herself into the ground, feeling every bone of her body creaking with each movement. She grunts as she finally settles. Come an' lay down, drahá, She pats the ground near her with a paw, yawning again.