Stone Circle I see friends shaking hands

"No," he'd only started to respond to the last half of his speech. "Been looking by where all them ferns grow." His path had taken him north a lot, scoping out around the overture downs, but never travelling off from it. He'd gone west at some point too, but little was there any reason to leave Kvarsheim. Since he'd been here, he'd hardly done so. Why should he? To himself, he'd decided he'd go out again after this. Leave to stalk down more.

"Haven't smelled much." 

They had deer within their own territory, but at what point was hunting in their own territory a bad idea? Should they have done so too much, they could wash out their prey as it attempted to flee from their presence.

He'd find better, if they didn't first.