#Vesiara Lavellan

[solivaggant]

“You’re not a talker, I know… but, I’ve got you.” Vesiara Lavellan to Oaklynn

Ariavra sniffs loudly as she presses herself closer to Vesiara's chest, her head nestled under the elven woman's chin. Her arms wrapped tighter around her, her legs straddling Vesiara's hips and curled at their sides.

She is beginning to calm - finally - from the nightmare that had woken her in tears. Her cries were not so loud now, her expression not so panicked, but when she blinked tears still trickled down her cheeks.