Dawnlark Plains Rush

Reyson frowned and then spoke. Merely curious. You do not wish to get weak. He studied the bones, and a stirring began again and he sighed and studied her. He could help her, he could offer, but would it be met with mocking scorn. She seemed the type. He nodded, he would just leave if she did not wish his help.j

Would you like help for a bigger game to hide away in a cache to go back too? He would help her with this, he was fast finding he was more willing to help others, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. It made him think of his parents, and he wondered if that was something they had taught him and he had lost the memory.