Duck Lake bust your kneecaps

@Iseldir

While Åland basked in the meadow, Iseldir was off somewhere nearby. Once he was finished, his guard was there to join him once again. As he should, he thought with a grin. A knight should never stray too far from their prince. Iseldir knew that, unlike the rest of them.

Look there. Åland stopped at the lake's edge and beckoned the man closer. His eyes were fixed on a small group of ducks in the distance. Seems like the birds are beginning to return.

He had simply wandered off to go find food but came back without and fruits from his labor. He gazed upon the sky at what the prince had pointed out. "Spring is coming. Soon all the herds will come back to the plains." And then they would be better well off.

Mm. He nodded. There'd be that and more. This was the season of new beginnings after all. New food, new flora, new lives. Such glorious things. These things were much better enjoyed within a group.

It's a shame. Åland gazed over the lake with a frown. I won't be able to enjoy as many meals as I did last year. Not without any wolves to hunt for him that is.