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The wolf said it wasn’t so bad but she certainly didn’t seem to be taking it in stride try as she might.  Kione just nodded off the mention of his fighting great.  He knew he fought great, always did but that wasn’t the priority at the moment.  “Well, food’s a good thing but I’m a roamer for now and no need for a pelt.”

Strange illness stole another family it appeared.  Hopefully, it didn’t seem rude but he had no plans to talk about losing family, neither his nor hers.  Past wasn’t really that important as the now anyway.  Her flickering emotions made it obvious she had her own scars and that was a thing she’d have to deal with on her own.  Kione would give heart and soul to family but to the local stranger, it was bits of fun in play or fights yet the responsibility was limited.  However, she had been injured fighting with him and for now, that was a different manner.  Temporary responsibility for her health was put on him.

“Well, guess we better take you to that place then but,” Kione pranced over to the bear and ripped off a few chunks of meat to hold out to her, “eat this,” the words came out funny with the meat between his jaws.  He held it out to her instead of dropping it so it would be less work on her shoulder.  It was hardly a lot of food but she had lost some blood and they were traveling, might as well get her some meat and blood for the journey.  

He wouldn’t debate over her eating if she turned it down but once down with the food he’d strike out towards the castle.  Pushing himself up against her good side to act as a brace for some support.  “let me know when ya get tired luv, we can stop if ya need it.”


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