Emberwood Vilipending Loneliness

To Spook, the whole thin gseemed weird. He hadn't expected to actually find someone, he hadn't expected to have them be friendly -- apparently? It was weird. Give the youth a sort of deer in headlights expression through the whole thing. The snarls and tearing on approach had given a very different color to the whole scene so now he wasn't very sure what to think. But hey, Spook was generally a nonthreatening guy, right? At least his long legs were good for something -- he could always run if things changed, and he certainly wasn't afraid to do so.

No, um. Pause. Stare. Blink. A sort of twitch as he tried to make himself sure that he was even awake in the first place. What, you'd catch a deer all by yourself? Spook had thus far stuck to smaller, less dangerous things when on his own. It was, obviously, safer. But that sounded childlike to him, so he quickly added, That just seems like um, a lot. A lot of food, obviously. And work. And maybe too much danger to make it worth it, at least from the youngster's perspective.