Stone Circle With wondering eyes, do they appear.

She Listened to his every word, smiling and nodding along.
With the cold winds blowing, frost should be not far behind. In order for a pack to survive, food was a necessity. 

She spoke, presenting a question and reply.
“Possibly. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to pick myself up a trade. But as long as the pack is being helped, then I’m satisfied.” He probably sounded modest, but he really did love serving others. “I do seem to have some luck, especially with small and medium game.” “And as for a preference, I like to try for medium sized game, but I especially enjoy fishing. I was taught how to do it by a master back in my homeland.”

“What about you, Vale?” He returned a question. Perhaps she would tell a little about herself. If so, he would be more than pleased to listen.