The Sunspire spire of might with a row of stars

He stands and lifts his head a little, giving her a little elation that she hadn’t upset him. She even offers a faint smile, twisted on her lips that she forces to disappear a second later. He hadn’t lashed out at her decision or too upset by her closeness and it’s all she can hope for. It wasn’t an illusion anymore when she touched him, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath his fur and the sound of his voice when he does speak.

Hiisi hastily shakes her head, looking down at her feet. She expects blood pulsing out of her toes but they are only covered in dirt and snow, the pulse of pain feeling audible in her own head. If she could rest for just a little while, get something on her stomach, perhaps she’d have a clearer head. Maybe then she could answer his question but for now, she can’t remember. She’s tired.

The woman closes her eyes then, feeling the urge to grind her teeth. She hesitates before shaking the tension away. “Hurts.”