Moonspear tupigigaa ⊥

Boar, then. Not a prey he had considered at length recently, but this posed a prime chance to change that. But, too dangerous? Barring exceptional circumstance, he was not worried.. and in his family, all with any interest in them were encouraged to run and hunt together, any time of the year. They'd simply take the risks together.. No, I don't think so. Unless we can't rally one out to somewhere decent, but I doubt that, he supposed. The mountain, and its neighboring lands, might be ripe with dangers but he trusted a savvy mountaineer could at least match a boar on such home turf. He would scout for a good chance, going forward. I'll see if I can find a good lead, he offered. It was something for later, though.

She offered swift distraction in such a softly-spoken word, so he blinked first at her. Yeah? I'm happy to listen, he replied earnestly after only a half-pause. About anything she wished to share, he was keen. She saw firsthand so much about his own family, walked the pathways of his puphood with him even--the very least he could do was know of hers through her.