Stone Circle i be blacking out with the purest

blondine knew that valette's rough exterior would come to pass. she nodded along to her mention of a famine, knowing how hard it'd been on everyone. i see it didn't phase y'all much, she said, you've got a nice little group here. while she didn't know for sure, the huntress assumed that most packs hadn't been so lucky.

greyback is a nice man! then, lowering her voice to a whisper, reminds a bit of my pa, if i'm being honest. it wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but blondine wasn't sure how he would take to such a comparison. might think she was calling him old (which she sorta was).

she nodded her head. i've gone after deer and such, she said with a thoughtful furrow of her brow. and once, with an old friend of mine, i tried to take down a mountain goat. indra and blondine hadn't had much luck that day. she smiled at the memory, finding it to be a pleasant reminder of the not-so-bad past. hopefully i'll be huntin' more bison soon. it was one helluva good time.