Hushed Willows Lost in the forest of this heart

"Oh I do not bother to tease with fear," he rumbled. "I was stating a fact. You do not need to be frightened to run. Sometimes it is simply... the wise thing to do." His mouth curved into something that was not truly a smile, given how terribly dark his grey face appeared. She accepted regardless of her misleading backtalk, however, and Warbone became mildly curious of why she would say such contrasting things. "Good," he hummed, leaning down to pick up the rabbit, as he returned it to her. "Eat. You will need your strength before I begin to show you our boundaries that you missed the first time," he decreed, settling in patiently for her to have her catch. "I am called Warbone," he said after a while. "What is your name?"