10-05-2011, 06:48 PM
Being confined to the lands had been -mostly- good for the young male. He'd stayed close to the lands except when he went to visit Ayasha, but even then on his way back, he'd managed to capture more rabbits. Granted, rabbit wasn't overly nutritious, but it was a start for him. He'd smoked most of the rabbit outside of his tree house on the border. He'd even figured out how to cure the soft pelts. All in all, he was feeling good about himself. He paused with his gifts outside of Skye's house. He knew he had done wrong, been wrong. Ayasha had helped him see that. She'd even whispered away the butterflies, or the demons, whatever they were. Liam knew he had to try harder to resist them, that it wasn't normal. He licked his lips, knocking on the door. He had yet to speak to his father, but he would do that in time as well. He stepped back several steps, waiting for Skye to answer her door, holding a stack of soft cured rabbit pelts in one hand, and a canvas bag of rabbit jerky in the other hand.