Wapun Meadow oh aberdeen, you've been calling to me

black and aging? sucks to be you, dude, ancelin thought, charitably keeping such sentiments to himself in hopes of keeping whatever passed for regard from akavir. "lotta deer," he mumbled, then shot the other a wry look that asked worth it?
"are we both family guys then?" ancelin teased, and this time he did laugh, enjoying the banter. he wasn't ready to talk about how he had come by the girls; it really didn't matter now anyway.
"if i find the guy, do we split it?" the bearclaw asked, sort of warming to the idea.