Blackfeather Woods Of a dollar to earn

Yup!

He smiled softly, feeling a hard lump rising in his throat.
In his short year of life, he'd lost so much, and was yet to gain that back.
Would he ever do so? Or where the Daedra too cruel for that?
They didn't speak to him, so why should they deny him?

"I hope so too," he echoed softly.
Maegi suggested a walk. Again, hesitant golden eyes glanced to the path where Titmouse had disappeared.
"Of course," he smiled, taking a step to the side to invite her to walk in the forest with him where he'd tell her of his plans and dreams, and perhaps she could voice hers too.