Emberwood up & over

Grayday chuckled at Engel's joke. It was a dumb one - one he'd use to make his children groan and go Daaad... later on. Engel wasn't bad company when he wasn't trying to flirt or turn a casual game into cheating on his wife. Day still didn't know how that'd happened.

"They'll be alright," the male said bracingly. "They're tough kids, and if they don't eat tonight, they'll eat tomorrow." But Grayday still wanted to feed them - it went against all his instincts to allow them to be hungry this time of year.

They grew closer to the turkeys - the males could tell by both scent and sound. Grayday slowed his pace and kept his ears cupped toward Engel, not needing him to speak in order to follow him. As long as Engel didn't make his footsteps too quiet, Grayday would be able to follow behind him.