Hushed Willows Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism?

Unexpectedly, the woman calmed. Reverie relaxed as she apologized, nodding slightly as she mentioned being alone. She'd been alone, too, once. It's okay, I understand, She assured the fiery woman softly. Reina. I'm Reverie. The trees are a little tricky here. A faint smile tugged at her expression as she said it.

I think there's a cache just this way, Reverie beckoned for Reina to follow her, leading her deeper into the willows. She hadn't done as much hunting herself as she would have liked, but between Boone and Mae and her own slow contributions they had a steady supply of food. It was odd to accept meals from a child, but Mae was a talented hunter for her age. You can stay for awhile, if you'd like. It's just me and my family here for now - my husband and my daughter, and a girl we took in recently. But we plan to make a pack - Hearthwood.

She cast a warm look at Reina. I used to travel, too. I'd love to hear about what you've seen, if you have any stories.