femur and stone
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Her giggle perked his ears forward instinctively and he couldn't help but smile by the surprise of it. Hrafn himself could not fathom forever. To him it could have been a day, even an hour, depending on the circumstance.


He nodded in understanding to her words of pride and arrogance, finding it best not to think of those things beyond this point. He had better things to worry about. A place to sleep the night, his next meal, even getting a fire started. Nodding in reply to her thanks he hooked a thumb through the cord of the bow, rocking back and forth on his feet as she spoke for he could not stay still for long. "No," he replied honestly, shaking his head as well for he was more used to the movement then the word.


"Left home one month--four months ago. Don't know." He added, rubbing the back of his head abashedly, ashamed he had not remembered. In reality it had been six months since he had seen another soul strangely enough, having inadvertently avoided all the right places, perhaps even explored where no one had explored before.


"You have a home," it was more of a statement then a question, he could smell the scent of many others mingled with her own unique smell, though a home to him was a structure one lived in, not a community or pack.


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