Hushed Willows Toymaker

For @Faele <3

In his free time between checking their caches and bringing meals for their guests, Kyrell had altered his usual patterns. His patrols varied and he tended to end his days on one side of the territory or the other. A lot of his effort went into trail keeping. The consideration being that their guests had yet to learn the land.

Today he could be found at the Fisherman's keep. Laying upon the bank with a freshly caught squirrel set at his side. In this instance, he had removed the tail. Having stripped the tail of bone and muscle it sat between his paws. Absentmindedly being flipped back and forth.

His brow was furrowed. While it appeared he was staring straight ahead, he was searching his mind. He was forgetting a step.