Broken Antler Fen New life and love

I am so sorry for being slow with this!

The man was respectful. When he spoke it was with a familiar tone to his voice that was oddly calming to Ibis, although she could not place why. He spoke of disturbing news and that turned her stomach a little bit; she wanted to probe deeper in to this news he carried but was afraid to, so she looked to Wraen with a flash of concern.

You've decided to make this your home? Could I be of any assistance to that? The man asked as his eyes wandered.

The man proved he was a proficient hunter which was a boon in these trying times, but Ibis was nervous. She wanted to continue scouring the territory for any hideaways Arielle might have found rather than be here. She was quiet, awkwardly so, and looked too distracted to answer any of his questions herself.