Dawnlark Plains From the scars on my arms

She nodded slightly. Admittedly, the wound was feeling a bit better. It'll still be a pain tomorrow, but for now it feels alright. She responded. You can stay if you'd like - the company could be nice.

Patting down the snow, she laid to her side. Calfuray spent most nights alone - she had to dig for the last time she had company.

She clicked her tongue as she pondered. The last one must have been Tayte, or was it his brother? She couldn't be sure. It hadn't taken long for her to get tired of either man and chase them off.