The Heartwood Never Felt a feeling of comfort.

I didn't see many

Dreven froze when the beast's mouth trembled. Gods alive, tell me it isn't going to cry. Tears are a big fat no. Not today. tears and snot. Distasteful. were his only thoughts. but the creature didn't. Thank goodness. He wouldn't have been able to handle.

Dreven quirked a brow, A small smirk present on his face. Come on little dog.

Dreven took large steps, he chuckled at T.K.'s willingness to help. He barely made it to Dreven's shoulder and he was trying to handle the pronghorn.

He took him far away enough that he couldn''t even smell a trace of borders and lay the pronghorn down near a sheltered tree and thicket.

Here you go.