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Sleepless - Part 21/?

[(Anonymous)]

Even in the dim candle light Ariella still found it in herself to write. Her journal was filling at a much fast rate than she thought it would. She had drawn out every companion so as to not forget their face and written what she knew about them in the other pages.

“What are you writing?” Vilkas asked. He laid down beside her so close to her. She hid the book slightly and looked at him.

“A journal of sorts.”

“Of sorts?” He smiled and she shyly pushed the book in his direction. “Biographies of all the companions?”

“I know it’s a bit weird.”

“Well I suppose it saves people from being forgotten.” He flipped through some pages and came across the drawings. Ariella hid her face in embarrassment. Her likenesses weren’t very good. She had received some training yet the movements when drawing weren’t loose as they should be but controlled.

“These are good.” Vilkas said, she could hear the pages turning. She didn’t say anything in response.

She knew what was in those pages and quite a few focused on Vilkas. Embarrassment began reaching new levels as that thought took her.

“Well I might try to sleep now.”

“Oh, do you want me to put the candle out?” Ariella asked lifting her head quickly.

“It’s fine, just try to get some sleep too.” Vilkas made himself comfortable and closed his eyes.

Ariella continued writing in her little journal for a while. She flipped through her other pages and frowned. She had tried to give even amounts to all the companions yet it seemed Vilkas, Skjor and Kodlak had more drawings and entries than any other.

She figured it must be because the three were such important figures. Kodlak was Harbinger, Skjor was well on his way to becoming the next Harbinger and then there was her own personal interest in Vilkas.

She looked over to the man in question. Ariella knew she felt something strong for him, she was afraid to call it love though. He was sleeping now yet a deep frown was set on his face.

She wondered what he dreamed about, what haunted him from the day into his sleep. She knew he hid things from her yet she found she didn’t really mind. He didn’t owe it to her and she had already seen more of him than the other whelps.

She closed up her journal for the night and blew out the lantern. As she settled the chill settled in as well. She began wishing for extra pelts as she felt herself shaking slightly.

She glanced over her shoulder at Vilkas and was reminded of how warm she had been that morning. The man was like a furnace.

She warred with herself for a bit but finally made a decision. She inched over slightly towards him. If he woke she could just blame the confined space.

As she was just about pressed to him he moved closer to her himself. Ariella could only describe the movement as snuggling yet before she could dwell on the thought for too long she forced herself to get some sleep.