Gyrfalcon's Keep son of a sinner

note to self: find out what 'the drop' is 0_0

He suggested they delay some of their festivities until the spring, when they could perhaps involve the children too. She liked the idea- they might be old enough to have their own sparring games by then, as they were currently still too chubby and clumsy to provide an entertaining battle to watch. She considered Rusalka for a moment, wondering if he was suggesting she ought to wait until Spring to spar as well, and a coy smile pulled at her lips. "Alright. I will give you until Spring to train, but only because I like you and I would be too powerful a foe for you, currently." She said, graciously. 

He agreed to the other suggestions she made, and she loosed a purring growl before combing her teeth through the thick, brined fur of his chest. "A hunt, a feast, and hot springs," She agreed.