“Come to me, my handsome hunter, and I will keep you warm through the night,” the winter wind whispered through the forest trees in an enchantingly.
The cold hunter who had not seen his prey all day was sorely tempted my the enchantment’s offer, but knew his hungry family needed the meat he was tracking.
“A night of warmth and pleasure, hunter, in exchange for the biggest buck in my forest?” the wind tempted again as if she had read the hunters thoughts.
The hunter paused considering the offer before following the wind into the darkest depths of the forest.
Eira smiled at the night of pleasure before her for the hunter was a strong, virile man who would also make for a satisfying brunch.