<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp12/aysande/Elliqyi/momoa_zps14f741e6.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where: </strong>The Horse Annex<br/><strong>When:</strong>Afternoon<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Lars grinned at her. “You should pass by my hearth. I’d be willing to share some of my small stash with you.” He offered, as he walked toward the exit of the annex. He rubbed the mare’s back and patted her gently on the croup.  He was definitely seeing the benefits of having such an animal at hand, and how relaxing it was to take care of Tikka. He wondered what would happen when the mare would feel the urge to breed. Would she be satisfied being the only one of her kind then? He’d ask Naliya later, Lars thought to himself. He would have a topic of conversation with her whenever some kind of awkward silence would take place between them. Lars knew his conversational skills to be rather lacking.<br/><br/>“If camp duty doesn’t require my attention, Naliya, I’ll join you.” Lars said and he was pleased that not only she did not seem to mind his presence, but also to desire it. Being a stranger made things both easier and more difficult. Easier because he could isolate himself if he wanted to, but also because he had not known these women all his life, he did not have to deal with the fact that he knew absolutely everything about them and they all felt like sisters to him. Naliya certainly didn’t appeal to him this way. <br/><br/>Sure, he wanted to protect her as he would a sister, but he knew his feelings were taking a completely different angle. He wondered what he could do to charm her. Spend time with her, take interest in what interested her, that was pretty much accomplished without even meaning to. But then what? He wanted to touch her hair, but would that be considered by her to be too personal? There was no rush. He had until the summer camp. He had let someone he cared about, less than he did Naliya now, be taken away from him because he had not dared to take the steps, to make his feelings known clearly. “I think I’m ready for something warm. Tea sounds really good, right about now.”<br/></div>