Snowforest Taiga living without you

He seemed resigned against the idea, but then took to striding off, and she watched him a moment before reminding herself she was the adult and she ought to follow him. So, Stryx got up and followed after him. His pace was slow and he was easily distracted; plus the path did not seem very prominent, though Stryx tried to find traces of the boy's scent or any obvious trail so that they could travel swiftly.

To pass the time a little better - despite being much more accustomed to silence - she offered some light conversation. So, what is your name? Her ears twitched, and while she was focused on the terrain around them, she was listening.