Northstar Vale Souvenirs de Toi

It was as if a thousand eyes were staring right through Mnemosynes as the other circled his figure. The offer of food from across the vale is tempting, especially considering hours of eating entirely depended on his clumsy attempts at hunting.

On the other hand, Mnemosynes felt like he would be facing much worse fate than a scuffle under her care judging by the level of scrutiny in the wolf's eyes.

"Thank you, but I'm alright." He replies, turning away, hopefully conclusive enough to avoid further question.

In comical timing a loud rumble reverberates from within his stomach.