Vion nodded to his father with a huge grin as he nuzzled in with his new pet. The poor thing still needed a name, but for now the two were happy enough together. He had some time to get settled in and then name him. All the excitement was making the young child tired, but with a new playmate all he wanted to do was spend his time with the new companion. At least he was happy and preoccupied with the fox to care too much that his father had to leave once more.
Lia had been laying in her bed curled up under the sheets with a book in her hands. Her damp hair was laid a bit disheveled on top of the pillows as she rested from her bath. The day had consisted of exactly what the Lord had warned her of: poking, prodding, stabbing, and more. Measurements were taken in great deal, cloth draped across her body to see how it would lay, hands moving across her body so quickly that she didn't know how to feel or what they were even doing. The entire event was a blur. Orders to lift her arm this way or turn that way still rang true in her ears. The very thought of it all coerced a groan from the female. She didn't expect this when she said yes to going to the festival with him. Razor warned her and yet... Then again she wasn't that big on what he proposed with the whole 'custom dress' thing, but she put up her small fight and then went along with it. At least she got a good number of knicks from the seamstresses. The very thought of it all made a bit of color rush to her cheeks. He agreed to kiss where they hurt her, but would he do it?
A small smile swiped across her face as she nuzzled back into the bed more. At least the bath helped soothe her from the frantic events of the day. Now she could relax with a book and no needles more importantly... At least for now.
Lia had been laying in her bed curled up under the sheets with a book in her hands. Her damp hair was laid a bit disheveled on top of the pillows as she rested from her bath. The day had consisted of exactly what the Lord had warned her of: poking, prodding, stabbing, and more. Measurements were taken in great deal, cloth draped across her body to see how it would lay, hands moving across her body so quickly that she didn't know how to feel or what they were even doing. The entire event was a blur. Orders to lift her arm this way or turn that way still rang true in her ears. The very thought of it all coerced a groan from the female. She didn't expect this when she said yes to going to the festival with him. Razor warned her and yet... Then again she wasn't that big on what he proposed with the whole 'custom dress' thing, but she put up her small fight and then went along with it. At least she got a good number of knicks from the seamstresses. The very thought of it all made a bit of color rush to her cheeks. He agreed to kiss where they hurt her, but would he do it?
A small smile swiped across her face as she nuzzled back into the bed more. At least the bath helped soothe her from the frantic events of the day. Now she could relax with a book and no needles more importantly... At least for now.
