Blacktail Deer Plateau the glen

Fade with your next post? Trying to wrap up some old threads. :)

A shy smile formed on her lips, and she turned away, feeling suddenly small and rather warm. She shrugged lightly, not wanting to set expectations she would never accomplish. She was a humble being, after all, and wanted to please, but she certainly did not want to over-promise anybody, least of all her father's special friend.

He mentioned how skilled Bee-dubs was, and Ty nodded. “She knows a lot of stuff,” she replied, think of all the times her aunt had helped her with a tummy ache or a bump on the nose. Often, it was just waiting it out with the bumps and bruises, but she had given her strange plants from time to time when she'd eaten something rotten.

“Do you want to help me track some stuff?” she asked sheepishly, hoping that Uncle Lasher would be able to teach her something about keeping game.