The fearsome blizzard has long since died, melted back to the earth, and the sun shines new with spring even in the depths of his hollow, but though she should have wasted away, without nourishment or waking, her sleep has been as healthy and static as he can manage. As easily as he can sicken, he can heal (though occasion for the latter is, admittedly, rare), and so long as he may still justify it all so precariously as repayment for those curious little favors collected in offering over the years, it's not enough trouble to avoid.
Her initial trespass has even become a bit of a blessing in disguise (a turn of phrase he doesn't know, but a conclusion that's obvious still), as the winter went on uneventful afterward. The wolves' attack on the villagers after her must have frightened the rest of them but good - and that really is well enough.
But now the wolves are gone, roaming freely of the wood, and it's high past time to unsettle their curious guest with the thaw. Crouched behind her on the hardpack dirt floor of the den, he reaches out with a hand to take her by the shoulder, eyes the same hard, green shine in the darkness as he gives her a shake. ]
Wake up.
[ It occurs to him only belatedly that he doesn't even know her name. ]
too badass to roll, i choose all the numbers
The fearsome blizzard has long since died, melted back to the earth, and the sun shines new with spring even in the depths of his hollow, but though she should have wasted away, without nourishment or waking, her sleep has been as healthy and static as he can manage. As easily as he can sicken, he can heal (though occasion for the latter is, admittedly, rare), and so long as he may still justify it all so precariously as repayment for those curious little favors collected in offering over the years, it's not enough trouble to avoid.
Her initial trespass has even become a bit of a blessing in disguise (a turn of phrase he doesn't know, but a conclusion that's obvious still), as the winter went on uneventful afterward. The wolves' attack on the villagers after her must have frightened the rest of them but good - and that really is well enough.
But now the wolves are gone, roaming freely of the wood, and it's high past time to unsettle their curious guest with the thaw. Crouched behind her on the hardpack dirt floor of the den, he reaches out with a hand to take her by the shoulder, eyes the same hard, green shine in the darkness as he gives her a shake. ]
Wake up.
[ It occurs to him only belatedly that he doesn't even know her name. ]