Hushed Willows he don’t drink, or steal, or cheat, or lie

given his insistence on slipping away from his guardians at any moment, they'd relaxed the perimeter little atwood is allowed to venture from. the bear remains fresh in their minds, but not in atwoods, who, despite the slight gift of freedom, continues to test those boundaries. and so of course he is at the border where he absolutely should not be, having snuck off from @Olive while she tends to his brothers closer to the den. there's enough routine in this that he knows he has only a short while before someone inevitably tracks him down and carries him back.

but the call of a stranger at the borders is too enticing for him to ignore. he approaches carefully, having enough sense to maintain some distance,  but watches the strangers with curiously solemn eyes. "hello," he intones, and takes a seat, waiting to see what they do next.