Duck Lake A silence lays upon the valley

The familiar sound of existential sadness tinged his voice, and her gaze softened, becoming almost mournful as she stared at him. I'm just on a scouting trip, Lily answered him quickly, and then fell silent, blinking quietly as she considered what to say next. Are you alone? Do you live around here?

Her bleeding heart could sometimes be a hindrance, but perhaps this was good. Maybe he needed a place to stay; he would be more than welcome--and appreciated--at the Sanctuary. She settled back on her haunches and waited for his response, head tilted slightly. Not that she wanted to take advantage of his solitude to bolster her ranks. . .never that.

Okay, maybe a little, tiny bit that. (Sorry, Sorin's player.)