Arrow Lake I come bearing late gifts

She gave her condolences to Aure, unsure what else to say and unable to form much in the way of useful comfort or advice. The woman seemed to be in a sadder mood and said she could visit Dragomir before turning and going back inside her den and for a moment Kazimir wondered if she should try to say something to help. Then suddenly there was a fluffy object pushed against her chest and she looked down right into the begging eyes of little Drago. "oh.." she whispered and felt that small tug in her heartstrings again, knowing she couldn't refuse such a cute face. With a firm yet gentle grip she took hold of the tail and gave it a tug, standing up so that for just a mere second she almost lifted him off the ground before she crouched so as not to strain him. She slowly backed up, small jerks of her chin giving him a proper amount of resistance to make for a good game of tug o war.