Moonstone Quarry dragonspine

we can fade here if you want <3
we can start another? I love their closeness sm!

Her shoulder lingered against his for a breath longer than needed, a quiet act of trust she made no apology for. Aneira kept her head forward, though the faintest flush stirred beneath the pale of her cheeks, hidden well beneath the early mist. There was a softening in the way her steps matched his, a rhythm found without words.
When her voice came, it was low, almost lost to the breath of the wind: „Then we walk together,” she murmured, the edges of her tone roughened by something she could not easily name. She did not promise. She did not need to. Her presence, like his, was a vow in itself: quiet, steady, enduring. Aneira turned her head slightly then, just enough that her pale gaze brushed him from beneath her lashes, and for a heartbeat, the guarded frost of her expression thawed, enough to let him see that he was not alone in carrying the weight of old winters. 
With the flameborn by her side, Aneira felt something stir in the depths of her chest, a warmth that was as unwelcome as it was undeniable. The forstmaiden did not invite it, nor did she seek it, but each time he was near, it crept beneath her skin, subtle and insistent, as the first rays of dawn pushing through the cold of night. It was a foreign sensation, something she had not allowed herself in years. Yet, in his presence, she did not shy away from it entirely.
For the first time in what felt like an age, she let herself linger in that warmth, as fleeting and delicate as it was. She did not grasp for it, but she no longer closed herself off to its touch. There was a quiet acceptance in her heart, a surrender to the fact that, perhaps, it was alright to feel something again, even if she did not yet understand it.