a huntin' we will go

Frankly, Magnus wasn't sure that Siren would like anything either. But maybe a nice coat or a blanket would be a good gesture for her and let her know that not everyone is out to get her. Sometimes wolves can be nice, too. Of course he supposed someone raised in a bad environment could think that everyone was out to get them, but Magnus and Mortis certainly weren't going to do anything to the girl. Not only would Sirius string them up from the tallest tree, but it wasn't right. Maybe someone else thought it was, but not with their morals.

Even if the girl didn't want their offer of good faith, it meant something and at least they tried. Whatever they found today would at least give them the practice, knock one more predator threat out of the area, and give him and Mortis some good bonding time. Magnus always looked forward to time he spent with Mortis, especially when they were doing something productive like hunting or patrolling. Of course he loved just spending time with the boy, shooting the shit and doing nothing important, but if Mortis was going to be the Warlord one day, he needed all the practice he could get even if he was well versed in skills.

"Good, start looking for some tracks then," He offered a nod and carried on with his nose to the earth looking for a scent or a track after some large predator. He was hoping for a cat, something they could easily take down together but offered a decent enough coat that maybe Siren would accept their offer of kindness.

"Speech!"

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