Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27824390-20170207012402/@comment-31605619-20170208020324

Quince glanced down at her, noticing she seemed to be more relaxed now, leaning against him more as if more trusting of him. Seeing she was asleep, or close to falling asleep, he slowly, gently moved her, so she could rest more comfortably. He realized he'd never actually gotten a good look at her face before.. or at least not enough to notice how pretty it looked when she wasn't angry or worried, with the flickering orange fire casting her face in a strange, warm orange and red glow.

Ryley had fallen asleep as well, warm enough by the fire, even as it began to flicker and die. She'd never really had a problem about being cold before, so she slept peacefully.