09-10-2008, 07:56 PM
One year. Six months older than her boys. So much, and yet, compared to her five years, so little. She gave him a reassuring smile; the poor boy seemed nervous. "It's not a problem at all, dear. I was just wondering, is all. Do you have any family, or are you travelling alone?"
She'd been on her own at a year, though not of her choice. Rurik and his brother Thorn had taken her into their pak without many questions. She'd been a poor hunter and a non-shifter. Useless. And still they'd welcomed her and never complained, even during the famine. If this boy was sans-Family, as she had been, what better kindness could she show than letting him in?
She'd been on her own at a year, though not of her choice. Rurik and his brother Thorn had taken her into their pak without many questions. She'd been a poor hunter and a non-shifter. Useless. And still they'd welcomed her and never complained, even during the famine. If this boy was sans-Family, as she had been, what better kindness could she show than letting him in?