Haunted Wood Give me all your pain

Her gaze settled on the stream as she listened to him speak, ears tilted toward him as she stared over the clear water and how it's current reflected the morning sun. Atka took a moment to process what he said, it felt nice to have some sort of idea of what the future held, and she liked the future he painted. What had started out as lust and covetousness gradually turned into more, much more, and she was happy that it did. Sometimes she would wonder if his feelings were the same as hers, just as intense, but she refrained from asking the question. Staying by his side, having his warmth, and his company was enough.

❝I would like that.❞ Atka responded after a moment of silence, turning to rest her eyes on his. ❝We'll see what the snow brings.❞

Her gaze still looked over his features after her response, but once she'd caught herself staring she blinked, clearing her throat and stood up to fold the rabbit skin over the medicinal plants they'd collected.