Lone Star Mountain Feral Outcry

Alys smiled at the stranger. "No debts - let's just get you back on your feet for now. Maybe we could see about travelling together, at least for a while." That way, she could keep on eye on him, make sure he ate well, and recovered from malnutrition. She didn't want to ask how long he'd been in that cage. "Rest for now," she told him, "I'll find us some rabbits to eat." And she was off, though she would return less than half an hour later, carrying three of the aforementioned quarry. Two she placed at the male's paws, the other she saved for herself.

"I'm Alys, what's your name?" she asked as she started eating.