Stone Circle I'm bright as the Oregon breeze

The Raven jolts at the thunder of Tauris, his b0dy hunching forward with the lurch. Immediately his brightened tail puffs out, fattened like a winter fox. But he doesn't run. He looks back with those sad dull eyes of his, hooded in a smug appearance at the her. Concealing something just below the surface of distilled pools. 

"You got me. Couldn't forget the best rat trapped this side of the soil." 

Gunnar probably did not tell her. He makes note to thank him again, after all he really hasn't had the opportunity to talk with Faðir privately since initiation day.  

"It's good to see you— I... had no idea you were here." He confesses. 

"Gunnar caught me found me." An apology hangs on the tip of his tongue. He owes her one; The distance between them has been difficult if not for his lack of trying.

But he doesn't.  He swallows it eagerly. Banishing it to the ends of his stomach to be forgotten till later.