Ravensblood Forest parley

yeah, i get all that, meredith replied with a nod, though her eyes lingered ahead as she led the way. starting fresh, figuring out who you are... ain't easy, but it's worth it. her tone was even, not unkind, though there was a hint of something deeper beneath the surface.

she glanced at him sideways, the corner of her mouth tugging up faintly. but i don't like the quiet. too much thinking, not enough doing.

her pace quickened slightly, her steps light and purposeful as she guided him toward a familiar bend in the river. the sound of rushing water grew louder, mingling with the soft rustle of wind through the trees. when they reached the bank, meredith stopped and gestured with her nose toward the shimmering stream.

there. fish for days. her voice softened, the faintest hint of pride sneaking through. river’s alive, full of life. you can catch dinner if you’ve got the patience for it.

she turned her head to look at him, her expression unreadable for a moment before she added, almost teasingly, just... don’t scare ’em all off this time, loudmouth.