Post by keiakita on May 4, 2012 19:23:54 GMT -5
Kei noticed the Drow was even colder than she. "Are you alright," she asked genuinely concerned. She refrained from touching the Drow Elf's forehead to check for signs of fever; instead she upped the amount of flame, causing her to shed the blanket that she had wrapped around herself. If Ereidur still seemed cold after that she would know he was ill.
With the higher flame amount, it drew out more energy. The younger of the two tried to keep the fire going without spreading out on the floor. Slowly though sleep called her into its loving embrace. She fought it, wanting to help the Drow the best she could. She shook the sleep off, and realized her blood was boiling like it normally was. She wanted to go into a battle, but knew it was far too cold for that.
With the higher flame amount, it drew out more energy. The younger of the two tried to keep the fire going without spreading out on the floor. Slowly though sleep called her into its loving embrace. She fought it, wanting to help the Drow the best she could. She shook the sleep off, and realized her blood was boiling like it normally was. She wanted to go into a battle, but knew it was far too cold for that.