Near Light, Near Darkness

Brandr continued his march through the snow, grateful for his large frame that allowed him to plow through the deeper parts mostly unabated. He was excited for spring and the wealth of prey it would bring. Perhaps he could arrange some sort of game or challenge for Abaven for the turning of the seasons but he wasn't quite sure what would be the best. In the mean time he'd definitely need to see if he could pin one of these elusive turkey's down.

Brandr turned his head as he heard someone clear their throat and saw Sparrow standing there. Grinning he moved to stride toward her. "Good morning, alphess. Are you well this morning?" He started with pleasantries, uncertain how to bring up his concerns in part because he felt he had no solutions to offer.