Two Rivers Isle if i killed someone for you

He tagged along with her, an entire New Moon to a Full one. He kept his distance however, not wanting to accidentally jostle his Empress, but who’d he come to kid? None of his actions around her were accidental. And as careful as he was, it was multiplied immensely when he was in any distance to the Eruna. Another occasion of hunting, which he gladly declared his aid for, and the Assassin was off, a shadow to the nova he gave lead of the hunt to.

Carribou flocked to their forest as of recently, and to allow them some additional time to enjoy their stay until they got ‘too’ comfortable, they began their hunt further out. As he had humbly pointed out to the artic beauty, Cry had mentioned a couple of elk he had scouted ahead. Quickly he had noted one of the pair were in terrible pain, and made sure to alert Gwen to the potential hazard, but the graceful fae was unafraid. Cautious, but wise in this adventure. 
So as both supervision and assistance, this was why he was here. 

Well that, and he couldn’t exactly get enough of her. 

Snapping his his head back into the hunt before it waddled off to daydream again, his low baritones skipped across the crisp grass to the aud of his Cherished. “Last I saw, the two were resting here last night - they can’t have gone far.” His snout pointed to the thicker claps of timbers ahead, shielded by a blanket light snow and frost.