A small comfort from home the world thought we needed perhaps. None the less, it is a welcome sight.Nóttin took his own, letting Dalmatia scoop up her favorite ones. He carefully snacked on each little morsel, taking his time to not eat like a total wild beast. An ear flicked at her comment about hunting, a smirk rising from the corners of his mouth.
No need to worry, I will help get us something larger once we leave here. I do agree that it would be most unfitting for us to hunt on Northfall's borders. Especially when they have been so kind to let us stay here the past night or two.Arvid seemed like he had a lot on his mind though, despite the forced warm welcoming. The Pillar did not blame him one bit. These were trying times to be sure, and he couldn't begin to fathom what other hardships that the young leader had to cope with. He had heard of the previous king's death, but hadn't known him personally. Maybe there were other things going amiss here. Not that it was his business. But his curiosity did tend to wander.
Speaking of business, there were other things to discuss this morning.
Dalmatia, my darling. There is something that I need to speak with you about.Nóttin did his best not to use a tone that could potentially send her alarm bells going off, or frighten her to the point of causing great harm.
There is someone outside of Dawnbreak that needs our help. Once we get back home and settled, I need to find them and bring them home. It's a childhood friend with her children, and they are escaping at some point from a terrible pack.He watched the expression on her face, waiting for any changes to suddenly spring to life. For any distress to come from her angelic voice. For he would be there to calm her, to ease her worries and strife.