Emberwood Fixing a hole

He was reminded of the lifeless body of a newly killed cougar, blood spilled like knocked over paint. Lennon had no doubt that opponent got what it deserved, but he hadn’t done much harm to the ghost that attacked Alarian and Korei, which upset him greatly. When she started her story, he instantly became more enthralled (if that were possible) and was forced to sit down to intently listen. He could tell where this woman, Ezimette, stood in Xahi’s heart. It was nice to hear such open parts of her life despite having only met. ”A woman of honor, indeed.” He strongly agreed, knowing that his statement was true with the way the female had described her. Quite far away from here. He resisted a laugh, simply because she likely wouldn’t have taken it as he hoped- it was just funny to recollect how far he’d traveled. He imagined how much she had too. 

Friend. The title made his eyes sparkle and teeth glint in the fading sunlight. He was very happy to be given a name so soon, every sentence the two exchanged made him like her even more. ”I can’t seem to find the right place to settle, though I’m forming a nice group to stay with, hopefully for awhile.” It made him worry about Korei’s intention to join a pack, he didn’t want to lose the girl he felt so protective over. ”Being alone can be quite unnerving,” Lennon admitted, especially in such a desolate winter. ”Do you prefer it?” He hoped not – for some reason he didn’t want this newfound friend to roam the bitter lands without company. Especially after witnessing how easy harm can interfere with your life.