Blacktail Deer Plateau Quite The Stressful Day

Kieran out!

Engel began to speak, offering him advice that he supposed he had not quite expected - and the words were truth, but Kieran could not help the small weight in his stomach. For his problem wasn't the desire to find someone, but rather the memory of Hawthorn that both stung and blessed his mind. Hawthorn had been suicidal. His biggest worry, the cause of his distress, was that he didn't know whether the other boy had taken his life or was still wandering somewhere in the world. The uncertainty, the loss of his best friend, had hit him hard. But nobody had noticed.

The young hunter glanced at Engel once more, nodding slowly. "Yeah, I suppose I should go to him. Thank you." He gave a small smile accompanied with a wag of his tail, hiding whatever sadness had flickered through his gaze - and then he slowly began to leave the den. "Seeya, Engel," He grinned, taking one glance back before heading off to find Grayday.