Stone Circle Bitter

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He wants nothing more than to turn back time, yet Evergreen is aware it's impossible. Lost is something he experienced on a minimal level, sad but the bear was able to grieve and move on. This is different.

Ears swerve to the sound of footfalls, the Easthollow member feels himself tense automatically. It is only when he recognizes the owner as Ira that he calms. He exhales deeply from his nose, offering her a quiet glance in mute greeting. Yet, he does not expect the mercenary to halt. Part of him wants to shy away from company, as if fearful of touching a burning stove.

The bearish wolf lifts his head, appearing uncertain. I'm... not hungry, he pauses, feeling his stomach twist uncomfortably at the thought. Uh, thank you though. ... For everything, really.