Stavanger Bay Don't give up. Great things take time.

he hadn't realized the prone form had been asleep, though it dawns on him quickly as she stirs and stretches out. as the girl unfurls, he notes that her features are distinctly un-wolflike, yet pleasant to the eye. she seems unperturbed by his presence, even offering a smile as she stands to face him, though for several moments no greeting follows. his head tilts slightly, and a breath later she finally speaks, introducing herself with an innocent blink and another smile.
he dips his head in greeting, thinking that elixir is a pretty name — almost as pretty as the girl herself. he takes a few tentative steps closer, moving to settle at her side if she allows it. some part of him remains aware of the way the heat-scent clouds his mind, and that part keeps him from moving any closer, from touching her, but his self-control is not infallible. he offers his own gentle smile, hoping to catch her gaze before glancing skyward with a pointed gesture toward the stars — an invitation. he looks back to her with a hopeful expression, not entirely certain she'll catch his unspoken question; watch the stars with me?