Fox's Glade pet

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athalia's head whips around when the voice reaches her ears. swiftlet. swiftlet! he had come to her again, and she is pleased by this.
she watches him as his stride slows to match her own. wasn't it obvious what she was doing? i hunt, she grumbles, one ear bending to touch the back of her head in confusion.
maybe there was good to come from this — she had helped him before with his search for katla (even if it hadn't been successful), and now she sees an opportunity to get an eye for an eye. plus, it was a good excuse to keep him near! the beady yellow eyes widen with newfound excitement. you hunt? you help?