[Eun is delighted by the exchange. She had meant to give Bran her heartfelt thanks, but she feels easier with it ended on a lighter note. For a moment, she takes the Marrok's offhand comment that his money is on her as an endorsement, until Asil mentions the bets and she realizes that their king has participated in the betting pool also.
Laughing low in her throat, she moves forward to meet Asil halfway, hands reaching forward to rest at his sides and slowly slide back until her arms wrap around his waist. Her expression is ever so slightly mirthful, but mostly very relaxed and content. A stark change from her tense fury earlier in the barn.]
Let's join the others for a little while. I have half a mind to place a bet of my own.
[If Asil seems truly agitated about the betting pool, she might point out that it is a lighthearted sign that they care about him, that they are happy for this development for him. But Eun does not press the matter more than that, leaning forward to press a brief kiss to his mouth--followed by an even quicker nip to his upper lip. Her hand finds his free one, and she leads them both back to the group.
This time, when they appear, the conversation doesn't drop off, and Eun is grateful for how little fuss it takes to secure a space for them to sit together rather than on two separate seats. Asil opens the port, pouring a glass for her, and then for himself, and Eun waits until he's sat back against his seat before she does the same. And, with some amusement, grasps his hand and rearranges it across the back of her shoulders to rest more comfortably against him.
She very much doubts that he does this often in light of the fact that he has said he does not usually even join the hunt. Eun can picture him spending more time talking with Bran during these times than mingling among the others. Some of whom are clearly intimidated by him. It pleases her immensely to have this moment, and not just for the newness of spending it pressed against the side of a werewolf she's come to care very deeply for. She could never relax like this after a hunt with Mason's pack. They would return to the winery or Mason's home for food and drinks, but Eun had almost always begged off, finding the experience a trial in light of how she would be hounded. It had been difficult to make friends in that pack as a result. Here, it is easier of course, but better still she realizes that she hasn't just found the people she likes best in this pack. She's found the people she would have picked to be friends with even if there was no pack to bind them.
Tag brings two trays to the table where they all relax, and despite a successful hunt, Eun and many of the others indulge in the finger foods offered. The wine has no effect on her as a wolf, there is no alcohol to counter, but Asil was not wrong that it would serve them well to eat more before retiring for the evening.
And while all of this is happening, Eun cannot help but pay particular attention to Asil and his interactions with the pack. The ebb and flow of conversation remains easy, and but she and her wolf cannot help but be curious about how he gets along with the other members of the pack, besides Kara and Anna. This too, is part of getting to know him better. No doubt he is doing the same, watching her interactions with Kara who she is coming to treat like a younger sister, Anna who could quickly become her main confidante, or Peggy and Carrie, both of whom it's clear Eun likes a great deal. While Eun has spent the most time with Juste and Tag among the male werewolves in the pack, aside from Asil, it's clear also that she does so out of genuine enjoyment of their company, easily adapting to the varied personalities of all present.
It's lovely. Eun continues to realize the impact Mason's werewolves had had on her life the more she comes to experience another pack that does not force her to be on constant guard, or isolating herself.
Such feelings linger with her as Asil drives her from her cabin to his own home. They had left in separate cars, mainly because Eun had mentioned wanting to pack a small overnight bag. The bag included not just clothes and a handful of toiletries, but fixings for breakfast that she could make in the morning, if so inclined. Settled in his passenger seat, she glances over to him, studying his profile in the quiet of the car. A smile crosses her lips as she angles gently toward him in her seat.]
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Laughing low in her throat, she moves forward to meet Asil halfway, hands reaching forward to rest at his sides and slowly slide back until her arms wrap around his waist. Her expression is ever so slightly mirthful, but mostly very relaxed and content. A stark change from her tense fury earlier in the barn.]
Let's join the others for a little while. I have half a mind to place a bet of my own.
[If Asil seems truly agitated about the betting pool, she might point out that it is a lighthearted sign that they care about him, that they are happy for this development for him. But Eun does not press the matter more than that, leaning forward to press a brief kiss to his mouth--followed by an even quicker nip to his upper lip. Her hand finds his free one, and she leads them both back to the group.
This time, when they appear, the conversation doesn't drop off, and Eun is grateful for how little fuss it takes to secure a space for them to sit together rather than on two separate seats. Asil opens the port, pouring a glass for her, and then for himself, and Eun waits until he's sat back against his seat before she does the same. And, with some amusement, grasps his hand and rearranges it across the back of her shoulders to rest more comfortably against him.
She very much doubts that he does this often in light of the fact that he has said he does not usually even join the hunt. Eun can picture him spending more time talking with Bran during these times than mingling among the others. Some of whom are clearly intimidated by him. It pleases her immensely to have this moment, and not just for the newness of spending it pressed against the side of a werewolf she's come to care very deeply for. She could never relax like this after a hunt with Mason's pack. They would return to the winery or Mason's home for food and drinks, but Eun had almost always begged off, finding the experience a trial in light of how she would be hounded. It had been difficult to make friends in that pack as a result. Here, it is easier of course, but better still she realizes that she hasn't just found the people she likes best in this pack. She's found the people she would have picked to be friends with even if there was no pack to bind them.
Tag brings two trays to the table where they all relax, and despite a successful hunt, Eun and many of the others indulge in the finger foods offered. The wine has no effect on her as a wolf, there is no alcohol to counter, but Asil was not wrong that it would serve them well to eat more before retiring for the evening.
And while all of this is happening, Eun cannot help but pay particular attention to Asil and his interactions with the pack. The ebb and flow of conversation remains easy, and but she and her wolf cannot help but be curious about how he gets along with the other members of the pack, besides Kara and Anna. This too, is part of getting to know him better. No doubt he is doing the same, watching her interactions with Kara who she is coming to treat like a younger sister, Anna who could quickly become her main confidante, or Peggy and Carrie, both of whom it's clear Eun likes a great deal. While Eun has spent the most time with Juste and Tag among the male werewolves in the pack, aside from Asil, it's clear also that she does so out of genuine enjoyment of their company, easily adapting to the varied personalities of all present.
It's lovely. Eun continues to realize the impact Mason's werewolves had had on her life the more she comes to experience another pack that does not force her to be on constant guard, or isolating herself.
Such feelings linger with her as Asil drives her from her cabin to his own home. They had left in separate cars, mainly because Eun had mentioned wanting to pack a small overnight bag. The bag included not just clothes and a handful of toiletries, but fixings for breakfast that she could make in the morning, if so inclined. Settled in his passenger seat, she glances over to him, studying his profile in the quiet of the car. A smile crosses her lips as she angles gently toward him in her seat.]
Did you enjoy yourself tonight at Bran's?