Broken Boulder And I will still be here stargazing.

Her shock wears off and Liri finds her discreetly eyeing him curiously. 

The ebony of his coat is misleading at first glance but he's easily the largest wolf Liri's ever met; he dwarfs the tiny girl. He's bigger even than Aaron or Samuel; something about him reminds her of them. Her heart, a sweet but confused thing that has only been recently rediscovered, warms to him. 

His voice is a rumble, like thunder, welcoming, as is the spring gaze that falls on her. At the first glance of it, it had shaken her and the northron withheld a shiver of fear. 

But his gaze isn't the poisonous one she was recalling. 

Realizing that she's still very much in his space, Liri hurriedly takes a step back. Her head ducks bashfully, confused. 

She feels something for Horosk, something that had always existed but had never been confronted.

How is it then that she can feel a stirring in her chest under this male's gaze? 

"Hi," Liri whispers, unable to find her voice despite her tail wagging with a steady thumping against the ground.