Broken Antler Fen Couldn't look you in the eye

"Oh, I know the feeling," Wraen nodded, having gone through this many times before and had eventually come to a conclusion that nothing was ever permanent and that she should not look too far in the future. And, when all future holds for you is gradually failing body and mental capabilities, you want to drag out (and enjoy, of course) time as much as possible. 

"In my opinion, place matters less than, who you are sharing it with," she said. "It is the people, who make it worth it, without them land is just a land," she shrugged and reached out to tear another piece of the rabbit, leaving the rest for Wren to finish. There was no way of guessing, when the lass would get a meal again, whereas Wraen had an advantage of having people to hunt with.