Hideaway Strath tum yaad rakhna kahin bhool na jaana

the infamous nyra greeted him now, courtly and proper as if they had never met before. but they had, and he gave her a nod, a faint smile of his own echoing her grin. 

a gift, for the saints, aditya responded, gesturing with his muzzle toward the prey at his paws. and to—

a familiar face materialized beside her, all of a sudden, and he blinked before letting his expression brighten further in recognition. vein, he replied, and tried to balance a pleased tail-wag with deferential posture toward the saints at their doorstep. i was lucky today.

returning to the matter at hand, he continued: i am an old man, no threat to your family. but i do mean to travel this area for a while, exploring, until something takes me elsewhere. i will not cross your borders, nor hunt in your neighboring territories.

all i ask, he said, with a respectful dip of his head, is that i can travel in peace.