<div class="floatleft">(http://americablog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Kili-203x300.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Crane Hearth<br/><strong>When:</strong>Early morning, Spring day<br/><hr/><br/>Valko smiled as he watched her deftly sorting her scraps. He had his hair tied back as well to keep it out of the way as he worked. He had the sudden urge to kiss the side of her bare neck but knew that would likely not be a good idea. Not yet at any rate. He hoped to be able to do such things one day. To hold her in his arms and kiss her sweet lips. He tried his hardest to shake such thoughts from his mind. They were coming more and more often lately though and they were occasionally hard not to act upon.<br/><br/>The man nodded at what she said about the task she had been given and said, "Yes, it is easier and I would be glad to help you. I can make sure you don't get hurt. It can get slippery up there." So said the klutz who had somehow managed to get trapped in a hole in the snow just a few weeks before. He watched as she continued to sort and shifted the weight of the furs he carried as he asked, "Are you planning something with all those scraps or just saving them for when you need them?"