Dragoncrest Cliffs they will have you convinced bullets are a full meal

If she couldn't tend him, she could at least feed him. "C'mon," she said, motioning for him to follow as she began trotting back toward the tree, "I've got that rabbit for you." Wildfire lapsed into silence then as Arlo regaled her with a tale about a battle in his youth. It was not a tradition she particularly liked—she couldn't help but think of her own unborn offspring being thrown into wars—but if he came from the same roots as Thuringwethil, then she knew it was all very commonplace.

"You'll make a great mercenary," she observed. She didn't know for certain he was pursuing such a trade, yet it seemed rather obvious. "We're lucky to have you." As the words left her mouth, they arrived in front of the redwood tree and Wildfire quickly snatched up the rabbit. Instead of splitting it in half, she smiled as she laid the whole thing at Arlo's feet.