Family time is the best time

*Memento Mori* · 10-19-2022, 07:08 PM

They had met up that morning with Ezra after agreeing with him to go on patrol in Wildberry Grove. She figured it could be a good bonding experience for all of them. Their path had taken them out of the castle grounds and toward the grove, set at a steady pace. Though it was cold the company made it all the more bearable. “It is no problem at all! It’s an excuse for us to hang out together so a win-win I say!” She glanced over her shoulder at Rein and Jacques. She was glad that she had been able to bring the two of them along, even if, for the moment, they were conversing between themselves.

“Given how tasty the berries are here I can’t really blame them. When you’re thinking with your stomach instead of your head you can make some pretty ballsy moves.” She had never fought a bear before. To her knowledge neither had her jackal companions. “But if some bear wants to rear its ugly head we’ll just have to take it down. Simple as that.” At her words Jacques gave a soft snort. Simple as that indeed.

Then the conversation took another turn; to herself. Memento Mori smiled a little as she spoke. “You know? It wasn’t what I was expecting from a pack at all. From the moment I met with Artorias, the creatures here have been so kind, welcoming me in as one of their own despite merely being a guest. I’m happier than I’ve been in a very long time.” She paused and then continued. “You know, I think I’ve made a final decision on what I want to do.” Her pale gaze shifted Ezra.

“I’m going to ask Artorias about becoming a permanent member of the Hallows and lend my skills to the pack’s cause.” Her smile widened into a grin. “Then we can see about taking more patrols together. Then you’ll have less of the ones that seem long.”

Behind her, Jacques suddenly stopped, the hair on the back of his neck bristling. “Hate to ruin this perfectly good moment but I smell bear, and it’s close. Be on your guard.”

Meme furrowed her brow, the grin fading way to a more somber expression. “Looks like this patrol just got a whole lot more interesting. Come on, cousin, let’s take down a pest. I call dibs on the claws though - I want to make something.” She began moving forward, keeping her steps light as she searched for the bear Jacques had mentioned.

"Talk, 'Think.'

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