<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Momoa.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Naliya & Lorna<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Near the fire<br/><strong>When:</strong>1st day of spring, Morning<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">The kissing fest wording had Lars snort, but he had a huge smile on his face. He was clearly amused by the brother’s words. He was right though, and if Lars admitted it to himself, he didn’t want to speak that aloud. He simply nodded to Naliya’s words, agreeing with each of them. He waited for her to stand before he did the same, and then leaned toward her to kiss her forehead. “I’m amazed that something as beautiful as what is happening to us has been caused by some hard times I’ve had to live through.” He whispered, so that she be the only one to heart it. “But I am infinitely grateful for it, and for you.”<br/><br/>His pack and spear were just by the door. Just like Tamen, Lars preferred a more hands on approach to hunting rather than to use one of those tiny things that were efficient, but required a much steady hand and good aim. “And now that I know the outcome, if I had to do it again,I would do exactly the same mistakes, take the same decision… though I might actually try to kiss you sooner.” He said aloud and added the last with an amused touch to his tone. He had packed earlier, when cleaning his hearth had been so quickly done. Now that he put the strap across his shoulder, the bulk of the bag hanging against his hip, he walked back to Naliya and lowered his head to give her a kiss. He was ready to go, to join the hunter, but kissing Naliya now was too good and opportunity to miss.<br/></div>