The Dirty Pup (Private RP with @Ebonwind)

It is late at night. Eranor returns from the jail quarter of Vulkwasten with a slightly bloody towel in hand, and if left unprovoked or unapproached, he would makes his way up through the left side of the town and enter the barracks. He wears his Guard Uniform, and would appear to be content and relaxed as he worked a hand through his hair, fixing any of its slight imperfections.

Krimie and Elsy mingled in the tavern. She was wearing full bodied burgundy leather armor and holding a beverage. She had just parted ways with her younger brother, Nedlas, who had gone to bed. Krimie was about to do the same. She handed Elsy her glass of water, saying goodnight, she walked out the tavern. The waning moons were in command of the clear night sky. As she made her way to the barracks she saw a silhouette of what appeared to be Eranor. Krimie approached the figure, smiling as soon as she confirmed who it was.

"Yer lookin' chipper, love" she said with a grin " 'ow ya doin'? Is ev'ry thing aw'right?"

Eranor turns his head to the side at the sound of excited approach, and with a bit of an inhale through his nose before he had even turned all the way, he knew who it. He turned himself around and started to walk backwards up the ramp, smiling appreciatively towards her as he slowed to a stop to give her a kiss in greeting. He spoke with relaxed tone.

"Satisfied, dear. I'm doing much better since you brought me back. How about yourself?"

Krimie returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders with a big squeeze. She pressed firmly against Eranor's body, feeling his broad shoulder and back muscles. The vibrations of her leather outfit rubbing against his clothes almost sounded like someone breaking wind.

Krimie's face turned red in embarrassment as she released Eranor from her grasp, giving him a quick smile. "I'm doin' as bes' as I can, I s'pose. Es been a hectic week, wit yer absence an' me Pa an' bru'der comin' ta live wit me 'ere..."

Krimie cocked her neck as she looked at Eranor's relaxed demeanor. "...but ya sure look well...fer someone who jus' da other day was almos' barkin' like a pup."