ladyamesindy asked: #36 Precious Treasure - Nathaniel Howe and Sigrun
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Nate was out on the road between Denerim and Amaranthine, returning after a trip to the Landsmeet, when he heard the crying noise. Stopping the horses, he got down to the ground and handed his horse reins over to the servant that had accompanied him. It was a high pitched noise and it was only a few feet from the road – a pitiful sad sound from an equally sad young deer. It only looked a few days old. Making a shushing sound, he looked around as he walked further into the wood. No sign of any deer close by.
It was only when Cyril said, "There's a deer in poor condition further down the road." Sure enough, lying down on the side of the road, a deer lay dead, eyes glassy and unseeing. It appeared to be killed by a wolf, though how the fawn had survived, he didn't know.
Sighing, he said, "I think you need to give me your blanket, Cyril."
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"Sigrun! Ser Nathaniel Howe is back! I was to tell you he has a parcel for you!" The kitchen boy came running through into the library, panting and almost yelling his message. Sigrun gave him a copper penny for his trouble.
"Thanks Red." She grinned at him and put the book away that she had tried to distract herself with, before walking towards the stableyard. There was an extra skip to her step for the first time in weeks. She had missed him, there was no doubt about that but duty calls and the Warden preferred to leave his official duties to Nate, while he ran the Wardens. Sigrun had her own duties, though that didn't mean her nights had not been lonely.
Walking into the stable yard, Nate was stood with blanket that seemed determined to leave his grip.
"Here you are, my lady. I brought something for you to take care of." Leaning down, he placed the blanket in her hands then pulled the blanket back – for the fawn to give a pathetic bleating.
"What… It's a baby deer!" Sigrun blinked in shock. "Please don't tell me you didn't bring the mother too… ". She sat on a haybale and ran her fingers gently over the deer's head.
Nate smiled then frowned as he recalled the circumstances for Sigrun. "She's a special fawn for surviving so long."
Putting his hand on her shoulder. "I was going to buy you a present but I couldn't see anything you'd like. She's precious, don't you think?" He gave her a small smile – until the deer bleated.
"Precious, hmm?" Sigrun chuckled as the newly named Precious nipped at the dwarf's fingers.
(This is based on the RP Sigrun and Nate Howe on DA Aftermath. He's a Ranger and is training Sigrun to be a Ranger too. And yes, they 'Labradoodle' each other, because they can't say the L word just yet :P. Apologies for the fluff though it's a little sad at first)