skill: ranger
Mink's heart thumped with joy, Sparrowhawk's energy was infectious. It made it hard not to fall ill. Though the symptoms show; with his tail swaying behind him still, in a puppy-like manner and a small smile settling across his lips.
I'm good — better now.His life here had been rewarding in its own way — once Hira appeared. Before, Mink wandered aimlessly, destined to spend the rest of his life charting the unknown territories of the Highlands, tracing them back and forth, searching for something, someone.
After giving Sparrow a once over again, Mink took their eyes off of him to watch Hira graze, making sure that threats were non-existent for the time being. Their ears perked in the air, flicking to-and-fro in the wind, their gaze adverting back to Sparrow when asked a question.
Babysat? No.Mink shook their head in a firm manner,
I... Well, I'm...'Doing what we do best?' In times of uncertainty, Mink found it easy to find their way back to their roots. Of course, there was never much doubt in The Herd — they never stopped looking for them. And Hira, well, she made them feel close to the Great Mare,
Hira's companion.That was the easiest way to say it, wasn't it? It wasn't quite a herd with just the two of them.
With that, Mink glanced over to Hira, grazing in the distance,
Would you like me to introduce you to my cousin, Hira? I can lead you over.They knew there was a nervousness, especially around other beings, anxious that she might step on one.