Hideaway Strath look at the fire and think of me

wrap this up and have a new one? <3

worried as she was, mona could not help the flutter in her chest that happened when nathaniel regarded her with such care. in spite of herself, the girl found herself flushing, as much over his ministrations as his low voice, rolling with pain. and good humour, the yearling noted, shooting him a wan smile from her somber lips. "all right."
her voice she intended as a low soothing hum, inching forward with half-steps that carried her on small paws. each few movements she looked up toward the man, assessing him for any signs of pain that would cause her to demand a halt. and as they walked gingerly across the snow, the girl's ears lifted at the sound of birdsong; sparrows chasing each other across the wolves' path.
mona parted her lips to speak, but suspected nathaniel would prefer not to be disturbed in his concentration. however, she continued to look for pretty things, spotting a shining stone, a green sprout, and the tracks of a squirrel.