Hushed Willows any way the wind blows

More on the mend by the day, and invigorated by the true hints of spring on the winds, Silas stepped down the path that he hoped would lead him to Lily with a fresh rabbit slack in his teeth. It hadn't been the original intention in catching it, but opportunity presented itself and he may as well offer. After laying low during the festivities weeks back, and keeping to his own self alongside Qilaq deep in the willows in the meantime, it was hard to sociable most days, but he was on the upswing, contrary to what his socializing may suggest—and he did want her to know he had all of their, and Elysium's, best interests at heart. His head no longer felt so frantic, his sleeps were restful, and with a little more meat on his narrow bones to boot, it did a lot for overall well-being; he only had Elysium to thank for this.

With a little time to fine-tune where his nose led him, he did find her, but as he saw her dark furs, he had to wonder if he may be intruding on something peacefully private. Imbued with a measure of caution, he gently stepped closer—but not too close, and carefully he set the kill at his paws. Lily.. hi, he chuffed, unsure how else to break the waters of conversation here, not when the scene was set so picturesque without him. If I'm interrupting.. I can go, but I was passing by. Wanted to stop, say hello... he explained, almost haltingly towards the end, but these were nuances that were gradually coming back around for him and he tried not to feel nervous. Old habits were hard, and he was doing better. So, to fill his blank, he nudged the crumpled rabbit with a paw in silent offer. Silas suspected her pups to be getting close (though he didn't know how close), and well, maybe her appetite grew with them too.