Blackfoot Forest The Bear & The Crow

She leapt down after him, trailing behind listlessly. "Inaira." She replied, seemingly uninterested in whatever else he was saying at the moment. Food always came first.

She followed after him, barely struggling to keep up despite the differences in leg length. "So where exactly is this spot of yours?" She asked. They’d been walking for a bit longer than a short while. Where on earth were they going, anyhow?

"And what type of hunt resides there? I’ve been dreaming of fresh deer meet for weeks."