<span style="font-family:Happy Monkey">Luna didn't move as he came to. She froze in that position as the man spoke. His broken deep voice echoing across the cave. Her blue eyes fixated as he spoke again. Willow moved more onto his body. Her paws on his lap to hold him down. Luna of course finally began to skin the wolves she had killed. They needed food and the furs would help the Nord on his own journey and the fangs, claws and eyes would get her good trades with the hagraven's. She was quiet and curious as his words sank in. "You are not wrong. I did it because it was the right thing to do. Despite me not being involved." She finished getting a good piece of meat and set it over the fire. she then walked over to the man. Removing her glove she brought her rather warm hand to his forehead. "Your fever finally broke." her voice wasn't like most, not even elves, it was sweet and had a gentle caress like that of a bard who was singing. There was a mystical tone that she had, an accent that none other possessed. It was like a song bird, but something more smooth about it.<br/>
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"I am helping because I can't leave a man to die out here in the cold. You are storm cloak. I saw the horrors that were unleashed on your brothers. I do not typically stick my nose in others affairs, but surely Talos kept you alive for a reason." She muttered. She then look to Willow before at the nord. "I know how it is to be near death. Now the meat is almost done are you okay to eat?" She spoke and turned to the flames. She wasn't good with nords. They made her nervous. The anger they held towards her race, on top of that she had seen what the thalmor did to them. It was disgusting on both parts. She had learned to keep herself far from it.<br/>
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With the meat cooked through she pulled out an ebony knife, decorated in silver. Beautiful craftsmanship, considering she made it herself. She cut a piece off and put it on a small iron plate. Bringing it over she set it in his hands. "Please, eat, rest." she then moved over cutting another piece. Tossing it to Willow who easily caught it. She then took a piece and took to her side away from the vunerable man, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. "My name is Luna."</span>