Bearclaw Valley Simple Art

Cole paused, focusing on the strips in front of him as he tried to follow her movements. He fumbled with them for a moment, then looked back up, his gaze steady but thoughtful.

Was lookin' for something honest, he said, his voice low as he rearranged the hide in his hands, trying to match her pace. Somewhere that felt more like family than just a place to sleep. He glanced at her, meeting her eyes briefly before returning to the work in front of him. This place... it seems like it could be that.