Wild Berry Meadow Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful

There was something about his laugh. A good hearty one, and it made her heart lift with happiness. She realized she hadn’t felt this level of happy since the summer, so she needed to fix that. “In times like this, one can’t be too picky.” She grinned, and then answered his second question, “Accompanied my natal pack on a few. Helped if I could, but most of the hunting, at the time, was up to the big, strong wolves.”

As the two chattered on, they made their way to a stream. Water sounded, to her, thirst quenching. She kept time with his movements, and they exchanged glances back and forth. For once, in a long time, she almost felt content.