Stone Circle Little one

last from me <3

Is okay, Sven.
He settles beside her, and Astrid takes this time to reach outward and pull him close to her with a rake of her claws through the fur at his nape. She brings her head in, resting it between chin and chest, nose buried in the darkened ruff of his cheek.
Something takes hold of her, and perhaps it was a combination of grogginess and the vulnerability of the situation, but she parts her lips to murmur a soft: I love you.
Sleep finds her soon after as the sun beats heavy upon their backs.