Stone Circle hello daughter; bye, son

@Greyback rumor is u can spree ? ? ? ? 

 

Leta had successfully taken down a hare in the cover of the night. She had learned that she was more difficult to see in that time and if she moved very slowly, her odds of success increased exponentially. It was not without pride that Leta carried the fat critter toward her father; she had brought plenty to her mother in her time of isolation and now, it was time to give some to her father too. Leta was a grateful girl; she had not been aware of it when she was younger but she was definitely aware of it now. Her parents had sacrificed a lot on behalf of herself and her siblings during the famine, and she would never forget it. 

She followed an old scent trail and hoped it would yield to fresher tracks. More often than not he was at the borders but she was hoping that at this hour she might be lucky enough to catch him elsewhere. Mercenary matters would never be her specialty; she hated to fight, and was much too submissive to greet anyone at the border with any real authority. Thinking she might have found a more recent trail of his around these parts, Leta adjusted her course to follow it.