Baraxan laughed loudly. “You want me to go get drunk then come back and ravage you.” His grin was wide as his eyes sparkled with mischief. “Or so you could ravage me.” He laughed even louder at his own jests. He went around the tent picking up a few items he might need for the journey. He put the honing stone in the pack he would need it to keep things sharp. He tied a rolled up piece of canvas that he could use for a makeshift cover if it rained or snowed.<br/><br/>Their conversation had made him forget the gift he was given to gift her. Pulling it from his pocket he looked at it again the piece was perfectly crafted. He stepped towards Snow handling it to her. “I would like you to have this gift from me.” He was finding it hard to deal with the new emotions he was having. When she was a wolf the feelings were more of a companionship. Now that she was a woman and a beautiful one at that he found his heart racing when she was near. The depth of what he felt for her being tenfold what it was when she was a wolf.<br/><br/>He realized that even though she was in wolf form her humanity had stayed. So everything she had done for him as the wolf she would have done as herself as well. No woman had ever treated him that way nor did he think any woman but Snow would willingly give their life to save him.