Stavanger Bay iriġauraq(-) [m]

He was a lover, not a fighter. There were others for that, others that would happily protect him and the palace. His gardens - oh! She'd led him right to the flowerbed he'd wanted to show her!

And so he turned, just for one second, to snap the stem of the small bloom still clinging to life on the oceanfront before he drew nearer the pale woman. 

A huff of his breath, the gentle and deliberate tangling of its stem within the fur behind her ear, and, he dared a small lick to ensure it stayed. After all, she did kiss him first. See? I told you it'd look pretty in your fur!

But he did not step back to admire her properly, instead sitting next to her. She was so small - wasn't she cold? He lifted a paw in ask for her to come closer.

So he could use his fur to keep her warm!