Ankyra Sound Guess I was born to be a sinner

She did not seem to be aware of is apprehension, which either meant he was hiding it well or it was of no concern to her; either way, he was glad she did not make light of it. As she spoke he made sure to listen attentively (hyper-focused, some councillors might call it), and found his mind trailing to thoughts of the battle as soon as she mentioned Drageda. However, he shook his head.

Older wound, he clarified, From when I was attacked by a cougar. I think. His ears shifted, pointed awkwardly away from his head as a sign of uncertainty. I don't remember much of the event, but the leg's been like that for as long as I can remember. And really, he didn't want to think about it.

I'll help you hunt though — he assured her, eager to have something to focus on that wasn't the deep dark of the woods or the potential dangers lurking in the shadows. They'd already found and removed one large cat, and he didn't want to tempt fate with the mention of another.