Wolf's Lament

what is this button i see about a shiny new post editor. I’m scared of clicking on it, so i’m not going to. 

    “– Ah… This ain’t shit. Youse all good though, anything hurt?” 

A slight surprise is visible on the strong features. He certainly didn't expect quite a reaction like that. What intended to be a joke item quickly turned into something rather interesting. She seemed to enjoy the gift on a different level than he expected. He couldn't quite say that he had any negative thoughts on the matter, quite honestly. Especially with how she proceeded to call him next. Hand raised to ruffle her hair before he finally says.

Anilith had slowly inched her way closer to the other hoping he wouldn’t notice her movements and that she was trying to get close enough to enjoy the heat he was giving off. She had inched close enough to slip underneath his heavy cloak.  It was like he was a great fire and she was kitten that was enjoying the heat of the flames, making her cuddle even closer her small arm moving to rest across his chest.  Then he spoke, making her slightly embarrassed not realizing she woke him up, although he didn’t seem upset that she had gotten so close. Looking up to him she nodded her head. “Extra comfy.” It was evident on her face with a smile that she was enjoying the warmth. Happy that he was letting her stay coddled next to him underneath the cloak. After he pulled her a bit closer to him, she turned her head back up to him, “If you need to move if you’re uncomfy you can move, okay?” It’s not like she was going to trap him here if he felt like he needed to readjust. Although she would prefer if he didn’t as she was already quite comfortable with her position. 

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The man allows a small smile to spread at the corners of his lips, barely noticeable without special attention to detail. Truth be told, he wouldn't be able to say no to this face even if he wanted to. Even if he had some problems with her being so close and personal. But he did not, so it made even more sense to simply allow the other to come as close as she would have loved.

"Yes yes, I will make sure to tell if I need to move." He says, absolutely sure that he won't have any need to move for the remainder of the night. He, who is used to sleeping in any position and was always sleeping without moving at all, would not need to suddenly change how he approached sleep because someone else was using him as an improvised heater.

Ingvar gasps. Maybe doing so is the only thing that keeps his soul from fleeing his body and saving itself. Where there had once been calm and quiet, that silence is now broken, where there had once been solitude, company. He knows coming up here was foolish, and yet, he’d come up here in hopes that he might better see any danger.

Ironic. Up here is the danger, a human.

“G-good day,” the giant gibbers in return, daring peer it from the cover of trees. Is he frightened? Of course. But he’s been greeted– that’s, surely, a good sign…? “What is… bringing you heres, so far from traveled road?”

"It's a spot I enjoy. I simply wanted to come and relax here, away from civilization, other people. The usual." The man comments, far too calm for someone who speaks with a giant. His own frame unflinching, as he still looking into the far below. He doesn't seem like he's thinking of doing anything malicious. Or anything aggressive. He simply sits there, on one of the cliffs overlooking the vast expanse below and breathing in the air of the surroundings with a slight tint of pleasure visible on his face, if one would be able to look closer.

          You eyed him carefully - your hands remained tight on the pistol in your hands. ( he was saying it was calm - that things would be fine enough to traverse forward. but you couldn’t be too safe - your reflexes would come in handy. ) You held your eyes on him, as the wheels of your shared vehicle rumbled over gravel. It was achingly close to sunset - the daemons would be out more rampantly soon. You offered a soft nod as you stood up for a moment, removing your gaze from him to gaze towards the sunset.

          “ Perfect, then I think we can make it just a little further for another campsite, “ A low voice. As if you’d awake a sleeping beast amongst the unseen monsters. “ I would personally like to find one perhaps along the next hill, so we can have better viewing of any danger. “ Your grip on your gun had relaxed just a little as you pulled a hand back to push your hair out of your face. You shook your head.

          “ However, if you think we can proceed, then we could maybe make it to the nearest town, then. “ If he wouldn’t be talkative, you sure would be. Unfortunately.

Wulf takes a moment to think about his next response. This one was responsible. He could never guarantee how the officers approached the safety of the road, how much they cared over the safety of others. Some cared more, some cared less. This one, it would seem, cared more. And it's something Wulf himself would consider positive in most people of commanding position.

"The first option is quicker. Less risk. Possibility of success of reaching there big. Might get some trouble during the night. Confident we can protect the camp. The second option leaves more risk, but if we reach the nearest city, most likely no other danger will be present. Unless not daemon in origin." He finally talks about all of the options. He thinks the other deserves a thorough understanding of the situation as dictated by his own ability. His single Gray eye returns to observing the officer after he scanned the surroundings once again.