Moving on

Something in the air seemed at peace and overall it just made Brandr feel more content. He lived for nice, simple days like these. Corentine stated she appreciated his offer to help but she was in need of a break. "Sounds good, anything in mind? We could go for a walk or if you'd like to just rest and chat that works for me or… well how about I dig for awhile you rest? We can switch off as needed." Brandr had a large, muscular build and he figured he might as well put it to good use. That build was exactly why he'd been trained as a warrior early on before he found himself drawn more to hunting.

Brandr listened as Corentine took a sharp breath and he turned toward her immediately regretting his question. Before he could take it back though she answered. She indeed missed her family quite a lot. She was looking down at her paws and Brandr felt suddenly conflicted. He wanted to ask her why she stayed when her family left but found the words had dried up in his mouth. "Sorry, I don't mean to make you sad. Maybe we can visit some time or hold joint training or some sort of pack event between packs." Brandr was completely oblivious to Tyrannis' feelings regarding Abaven. As far as he was concerned the packs out to be close, right?