Cordelia
It was an odd sensation to feel his amusement and to hear his laughter in her head, but Cordelia had grown used to it over the days and weeks they spent in each other's company. It was easy to see now how people were wrong about his overall demeanor. Quiet, reserved, and unwilling to ever let more than just a hint of himself through for others. Cordelia knew that there was more to him now. He wasn't so cold and grumpy the way others said he was. Not to her, at least.
It was clear to her now. Especially as snow came flying her way, hitting her in the face and she let out snort. There was nothing but glee to meet him and Cordelia jumped and bucked, kicking up snow to send his way, bending her head to use her snout to sling it into the air util it rained down on top of them.
It was clear to her now. Especially as snow came flying her way, hitting her in the face and she let out snort. There was nothing but glee to meet him and Cordelia jumped and bucked, kicking up snow to send his way, bending her head to use her snout to sling it into the air util it rained down on top of them.
Barefoot in the wildest winter
Catching my death
Catching my death
