Raven's Watch chivalry is dead

the morning came and went. the sun rose, now pinned to where faust could no longer evade it. he had stayed outside of the den, guarding, as a man should. no matter how fired up he got with iskava, he wouldn't abandon his post.

he came and went. a hare in his jaws, a fresh kill. he had picked from the doe carcass himself, but @Ayovi needed something fresh. stale meat wasn't suited for women. only men.

he threw it down the hovel of the den and marked her scent post with his own raise of a leg. sitting outside, he didn't say a word. he wouldn't wake her, only her own stomach could.