Moonspear fill an ocean with weaponry

Thankfully, he did as she asked. Lyra was actually surprised it had worked but was nonetheless grateful for him obliging so she wouldn't have to repeat her demands. The bleeding heart that she was, it pained the girl to be so forceful with an injured wolf. This was all so much easier when they were sleeping.

She watched as he settled back down, once more catching a glimpse of his handsome cerulean eyes as he thanked her. She felt her ears tips burn and offered a wonky smile in response, glad he was instantly out the moment his eyes drooped closed. The girl stared as he snored gently, perhaps unnervingly so, almost entranced. After a few minutes, though, Lyra finally turned on her heel to go collect more of the golden flowers...and to clear her head.