Duck Lake so i could buy a diamond ring

as the black beast shifted upwards, liri slid to her haunches. not wishing to appear threatening towards a wolf that looked both gaunt and harshly abused, thorn swiftly resumed a sitting pose, his eyes averted. 

she spoke and he noted the sudden stutter, the swift change of intonantion. he fancied he might have detected a bitterness in her voice, but as he glanced upon the snowy features of his company, he could detect little bile in her countenance. 

thorn eyjolfur. he returned, proud of both his name and heritage. are you hurt? he did not hide the flicker of his gaze to her disabled limb, for he found her current condition to be most stressful.