Fox's Glade every day, cry out for the pain

that's right. kingullimik encourages softly with a soft smile and wag of his tail.

a perk of his ears when her kind of question lingers in the air between them.

i'm a hunter, yes. he affirms, not quite understanding the question. it is only in the moments that come after that it dawns on him. ah, yes. i will hunt with you. he amends with a sheepish grin.