Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150810194031/@comment-5583506-20150811135551

Evelyne didn't need much fire to warm herself. She had been hardened from all the years she had lived up in the mountains where it practically was almost always permanent winter. Instead she wrapped her cloak around Artik and herself, keeping the wolf as close to her as possible.

The wolf looked at her curiously, wondering just what she was doing as he felt the cloak wrap around him.

She stroke Artik across the muzzle. "Feels comfortable?" she asked and smiled at him, before placing a kiss on his cheek.