Lost Creek Hollow Keep The Streets Empty For Me

She filled in some of the blanks that he had been having, but did not find any ire to lurk behind them. She seemed a meek sort, respectful and shy beneath whatever sort of front she may have been displaying. Perhaps that made him a little uneasy, seeing her hold composure, but it was something he would grow used to again in time.

"Well, you're in luck because we're looking for helpful paws," he said, letting out a breath. "What are you good at? There's a lot still needing to be done." Of course what those were, he didn't have them readily at the top of his mind. If anything, Mordecai had been steadfast in keeping up their borders. He had ventured out a time or two to try and catch a glimpse of what herds may have been around, but they were secondary to his main objective.

For now, they'd suffice on the small game in the wood.