Ravensblood Forest serenity

waste not want not.

this spoken in a shepherd way. he motioned for her to continue her search, following closely alongside. nearly prepared for that brash barbarian leader to lunge from the shadows. perhaps they would get lucky and find one of the kinder children she had seemed to somehow create.

but the fact of the matter was clear. nobody was here. nobody of their kind, anyway.

i wish them well, but this bodes better for us, heda. especially with the coming of winter.

he wondered if meat had been left behind. fresh enough to be brought back, or kept such by the cold.