Nodding along as her husband spoke, her tail waved happily behind her. Listening to him talk about magick and the spirits of the land was always so inspiring. She adored her druid-witch husband and all that he had introduced her to.

Kirain had to force herself back into the present, however, as she was reminded of Lykaon's presence.

Flushing beneath her alabaster fur, she focused on leading them toward the dens.

Do you have a preference for where you'd like to stay? We have some dens closer to the central part of the Goldenwood and others nearer the edges. It really depends on how much interaction you're looking to have with the rest of the pack!

A bright smile spread across her face.

We're all very friendly here in the Circle, so don't fret about that.

As she spoke, their pace slowed until they came to a stop beside one of the more central dens. It was fully prepared and ready to be occupied should the hunter find it acceptable.

I would offer you a pelt, but...

Glancing around at the supplies they all carried, she couldn't help the laughter that spilled free from her lips.

I have a feeling you're quite well stocked already.

He listened closely. So 4 of these blessing places? And Magic. That was a foreign concept to the hunter. But not so foreign that he didn't believe it. He always believed a little bit in the impossible. IT was how he hunted sometimes. There were times he shouldn't have caught and killed things he had, if not for some sort of divine intervention.

I look forward to meeting them all.

I think i'd like to be near the edges. Mostly just because I am an early riser and often hunt before the sun rises. I wouldn't want to wake anyone with my tramping about.

he smiled kindly and chuckled. Yea i plan to make a store of them. For trades and for the pack. So He gave a sheepish shrug. Looking a little shy.

Hunting 4/5