Because of you

Noir didn’t dislike hunting, it was probably the second most favorite chore after patrolling. He was given a bit of freedom, as long as he brought back something to contribute his dad didn’t say anything about how long it took. He didn't dally in his tasks, he knew that his guardians were around, and if Rhyme didn’t have his eye on him one of his ravens was likely watching from somewhere.

The boy really was hunting when he stumbled upon Verse. He hadn’t seen her since they found out about their mom, not that he saw any of his sisters very often. Motif had gone missing, not that he was going to say anything to anyone about where he’d seen her sneak off. He gave her a look as he loped up to her, he was in the middle of hunting some sea birds. She looked like she was making nets to catch her own dinner. Not that he really cared, but maybe it was a good thing she was learning how to take care of herself. Noir snorted softly and walked by.