Hushed Willows we're stuck in slow life.

Silas explained what he had been up to that evening. As she had suspected, he was hunting. She smiled fondly as he spoke of it. He didn't exactly share much, but still pride glowed in her heart. She liked to see him exploring an activity, growing a passion for something. Growing into himself, and the man he would one day be.

"I was looking for you," Harlyn replied, offering a smile. The one child she ever seemed to have any luck in actually finding those days. "You seem to enjoy hunting, and I know that Stark is pleased with how you've progressed with your skills. I am too."