Lost Creek Hollow oscuridad

She was a welcome sight to the three legged man. The smell of food made his mouth water. Crowfeather’s thoughts ventured to his abilities to hunt and whether he would ever run as swiftly as he once had. 

Silvertongue asked what ideas he had for their home. The shadow sat beside her, haunches pushed to her ribs. His gold lantern eyes sought her face. 

I want everyone to contribute all things. Hunting and protecting don’t need to be divided by specialists. Everyone can learn. I want someone skilled with medicine… who can teach someone young. I want all of us to grow together - to help and teach each other. 

He didn’t know if this was possible. A questioning look was given to her.