Jade Fern Grove a graveyard of stars

their conversation is short and after affirming that he wouldn't need to stray too close to the stranger's pack, the other male seemed content to move along his way. if kvasir were more socially inclined he might've picked up on the hints that kaertok had been dropping but his focus was, more or less, on the lily of the valley. kvasir watches the stranger depart with mismatched eyes before he turns his full attention back to his mission at hand, eventually finding a rock to serve his purpose and as carefully as one can without opposable thumbs, collects the blossoms into his rabbit pelt for temporary safe keeping.