Greatwater Lake the vagrant rover life

The dark wisp's reaction finally drew King's eye. Guilt and realization flooded through him, and pity began to trickle down his spine. The poor thing seemed so sad and hungry, and so very alone. Exchanging a quick glance with Cascada, he padded a few steps toward the pair, only to come to an awkward halt. He wasn't sure the creature would want him any closer, considering how fearful it seemed. Would it attack him if he got too near?

"She looks so hungry," he said to the shewolf, his voice hopefully low enough that only she could hear. "We should help her - did you catch any interesting scents on your way down?"

He hoped Cascada would be willing to hunt with him. He'd been mostly scavanging since he left home, and he wasn't sure he could provide for both the wisp and himself without a bit of help.