Larksong Grotto At It Again

Aspen liked the new nickname that Charley had come up with. This one had a nice ring to it. Angel. It was sweet. He said that suppose he did miss her and then turned her question on her. Asking the same thing. "Yea, I did. I had a lot of fun the other night and it was nice to be able to talk to someone for once. You know you're the only person I have ever talked to about my past," she stated as she shifted on her paws. 

Charley avoided her question entirely perhaps he didn't wish to talk about it anymore. "Hey are you up for a walk or something...Perhaps we can find some food in this barren land. The caches are empty and it worries me," she mentioned glancing out over the sparse trees and dead grasses. Her stomach growled as if to solidfy the point further.

Prey was rare around here lately mostly because there was no food for them to eat. They had enough problems finding prey in the first place without the locusts taking the rest of it...