<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Momoa.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where: </strong>By Tikka<br/><strong>When:</strong>shortly after dawn<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Lars had grown used to eat his breakfast and head to the animal’s hearth to join Naliya. The past weeks had gone so fast, but the more time he spent with her, the more Lars fell for Naliya. She was sweet and caring, for every camp mate. She had an artistic side to her that he couldn’t ignore and that he definitely appreciated. The more he knew her, the better he felt about the circumstances that led to his moving here. <br/><br/>Lars wanted to make sure Naliya was returning the interest before he did anything. Thinking back as he did the little cleaning his rather empty hearth he had come to the conclusion that not making a move might be a stupid thing to do. She had given him plenty of signs. Naliya constantly invited him to spend time with her while doing different tasks. She didn’t seem to mind that he always sat near her...<br/><br/>His hearth had taken little time to clean; it was mostly empty. He had quickly gone to the animal’s lodge. Tikka had grown used to his presence – and to his treats – so the morning’s grooming had become easy. He still hadn’t dared to groom her hooves, but the rest was no longer an issue. He was almost ready for the hunt. Valko had done enough arrows and spears, he had his warmer clothes on, all he was waiting for was for the hunter’s leader to say it was time to go. He was brushing the mare, removing a bit of her winter coat as he did. It was a sure sign that spring was there. He heard her coming his way and as soon as his eyes fell onto her, Lars smiled and he felt his heart flutter.<br/></div>