Firefly Glen [BWH] In-between Humility and Faith

Rodyn smiled sadly. No, but some of us are not lucky enough to have someone to share that burden with. Perhaps someday it will happen again. Only the gods know.

He liked to think that perhaps love would find him again, but three times he had tried and three times he had failed. It felt a bit like a sign. And a troubling one.

Thank you. You're kindness is not something I shall forget.

He sniffed at the fur again, placed a paw upon it to pull it towards himself closer. A gentle hum as he thought through her question. We have done well for the hunt. We were able to manage four groups of hunters. You should greet all, they are all here for good tidings and good company, maybe even some good trades. But there is one pack.

Rodyn frowned in thought. They have not wronged us exactly, but they have an herb. I believe it had something to do with the demise of our former leader, but I can't prove this of course. And I know nothing about it. They are Verapaz from the desert. But we have invited them in good faith so it would not do well to question them too closely.

A small smile. Most are good wolves. And it always makes my heart glad to do this.