Bearclaw Valley count it all joy

She posed for him - what.

That was new. Had to be. It made him feel strange; awkward and all that, but amused too, happy that it didn't appear to bother her so much. She played along and then they were roaming together, whatever residual weirdness brought on by Larus was as flighty as the rest of him. His chest was a-flutter.

But, she seemed agreeable. Together they would saunter about in the snow, with Larus occasionally giving her long looks. By her own commentary there wasn't much around here food-wise, which was a bit disheartening... it had been the same for a while now, not that Larus would remember as far back as the autumn.

He was quiet - focused on the study of the surroundings, or Blondine's face, and falling back to old habits of silent introspection. Clearly he had been on the road a long, long time.