Silvertip Mountain Sit still, look pretty

Both female's agreed to hunt, and Ezekiel smiled. He was glad that they'd agreed. Hopefully a hunt would help smooth out the whole rough introduction thing. He was surprised that Anita left the decision of where to go up to him, usually she would've intruded her own thoughts into the decision. Perhaps she was trying to be more polite now that she'd been demoted. He was fine with that, but it did make him feel a bit sad. Could it be he missed their taunting conversations? Never! He would think never.

I don't know. We could go to Felsig. Or down to that little creek I brought you to Anita. You two decide. Fish or rodents? He joked sarcastically, the famine hadn't left them much to choose from.