Blacktail Deer Plateau A dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest.

She hadn't wanted to assume, but when he confirmed it, she felt a tension in her chest unfurl.  Good, she responded, without emphasis but with a good deal of welcome.  I missed you. She reached forward tentatively with her muzzle, a question of whether she could embrace him or not.

If he allowed, she would, but either way she answered his question.  She is scouting, but should be back before the week closes.  She'll be glad to see you home, I'm sure. She couldn't see their daughter resenting him for his departure, but on the off chance, he just may need to do some reparations.