Lost Creek Hollow Is a new philosophy

A curious boy. He'd mirrored her word whether he meant to or not -- she obviously didn't know him well enough to know for sure, but it did earn him a slight curious tip of her head. Opportunity perhaps?

She stepped forward to investigate the frog then, sniffing at it a bit but deciding she'd speak before she picked it up. She did agree with him, though, It was a nice home, with memories good and bad. But the famine didn't help us. We moved north so we weren't fighting our ally for resources. Probably a wise decision for other reasons, it turns out. See whatever had happened in the Merrick thread, but that was not the topic here. None of the information she gave was particularly important -- it was all history, and not a section she thought needed to be hidden. Still, looping back to what he'd said before, she inquired, What are you hoping to move on to? She was very familiar with the fact that yearlings were fickle beasts. He could be deciding to move on for like three hours and then just decide that was too much work and head back. Or he could be serious. Too little information to discern.

Then she scooped up the half-frog then, chomping on it while he had the chance to reply. No doubt Arbiter wasn't big on being a super dainty creature -- it was food, so she'd eat it without too much ceremony. The end.