Barrow Fields You are my world, my everything

her sweet face pulled out of view and she plopped besides him -- ingram groaned happily, his tail beating against the stone floor. ever so tentatively he nosed closer to her, feeling the warmth of his body flutter down his fur. he wanted to pull her close and embrace her, but he was still so choked in her presence - he lacked the confidence to do something so bold.

he was content to just be next to her but she had other plans -- he opened one eye and shifted his muzzle in her direction as her energy got the better of her. "sleeeeeep." he protested feebly, grinning as he looked at her. how could he say no to a face like that? "ffine." he gave in, stretching on his side in place again, with his toes pointed out. "but we're getting breakfast on the way."