Lost Creek Hollow It's brand new

he showed up with breakfast today, or lunch, whatever hour it was closer to. a good hind for them to share, though he was expecting to give most of it to treason. a gift, if you will. he was at least trying to take care of her -- though he knew his hovering was probably getting a bit agitating. whoops. he spotted her outside her den, paired with a nasty, bile-coated smell. ew. but! also!! whoa! terance, having seen this a few times before -- with seabreeze, his mother, liffey -- was in no way, shape, or form concerned or surprised. in fact, he half expected it. what, after the weeks they had prior? he'd be more surprised if treason spent every day glowing. but, besides the point.

he played it off, dropping the meat a little ways off before approaching the sad looking treason and giving her a soft nudge to the cheek. "you look bad," he commented, his head tilting one way, "how're ya feeling?"