<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/Ayshia.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Valko, open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Hearth’s fire<br/><strong>When:</strong>Morning<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Ayshia was excited, but even after she had carefully taken the long tunic out of her hidden spot, she remained sitting on her mattress of wool and thought about everything that had happened. A month ago, she didn’t consider any of her campmates to be potential lovers. She lacked in self-confidence and had somewhat made herself believe that Lars must have found her boring during her first rites because he had barely told her three sentences afterward. Since she didn’t want to face this situation again, she had made herself blind to them.<br/><br/>Then her father spoke about her remaining at the Wolf camp after her marriage, something she should start considering soon. That same day, she had received reassuring words from Lars that she had been good and not to worry. Later Valko had pulled her down to him – it was an accident that she had landed on him, or so he claimed – and she had noticed him. She had refused to acknowledge it then, but she had felt desire for him as she laid on top of him that day. Naliya had confided her doubts about her brother’s interests and… To say things had changed would be an understatement.<br/><br/>Ayshia smiled as she heard steps between hearths. She thought they were his but it turned out to be someone else… and then she had an idea. She pulled the curtain closed and pulled her tunic over her head to replace it with the much more delicate one that she had done thanks to months of hard work on the leather, making it supple, thin and white, and then to careful cutting, sewing, and decorating the tunic… it had taken her most of the last couple of weeks, when she wasn’t with him.<br/><br/>When she came out, she paid close attention to his reaction. The tunic was meant to be a summer one, without sleeves. The lines where the pieces of leather were sown together were much more discreet than usual and so was the holes left by the beading. It closed in the front using a system similar to the one of his necklace: passing a small carved bone through a leather loop, from the neck down to the hips, but the tunic was longer, going down to her knees and it fitted her forms to a flaw. On the front were some colorful feathers from a bird in shades of blue and green, lined with the “buttons”.  She had sown in sapphire and emerald beads in three parallel lines at an angle starting at her shoulder She lift her arms and rose an eyebrow. “I have the back left to do and the belt…” <br/></div>