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she gives him a small smile, the warmth reaching her eyes. he might be just playing modest—Masque is a skilled hunter, but she wouldn't balk at bringing the food herself. she'd like the praise.

for him to come alone speaks volumes, she thinks.

Avicus gives a small shake of her head. ihh' fine, she remarks. to be honest, more frequent visits from her packmates would have tired her out; she's okay with the occasional house call (so long as there's food in tow, which most of them know well to bring).

how're you? she asks. her gaze runs along the healing gashes on his face left by Relic. the younger boy had lost, but he's warrior, now, regardless. maybe the fight had helped expend their feral energy.