Gyrfalcon's Keep Like the whole world died

Solveig tossed her head back and laughed, touched by his bold sentiments. It was a laugh heard only by those who stood alongside her in the guard, for otherwise she was reserved and pious, as she had to be. But guardians, whose role demanded seriousness and austerity, had to have a time and a place as well for them to take off their armour and decompress.

She stood, and shook out her pelt, cracking her neck as she tilted her head from side to side. ”Show me,” She jousted, with a flick of her muzzle. The sway in her tail was an indication she was relaxed. ”Fight to pin; no blood,” She invited, cheerily.