:Cowardly Crow: (Heart-ith)

[deepwallow]

Harold looks around in surprise. He'd never seen so many wildlings! It was actually very... Well, slightly terrifying, but interesting as well.

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

When they were together like this, families gathered, the wildlings didn't look so much like the monsters they were painted out to be. Yes, they lived a violent and dangerous life, but they were still human.

Dari hooked her arm in his again and led him through the camp, smiling. By the greetings, it was obvious that she was known, though many called her 'Wolf Skinner'.

[deepwallow]

Harold watched th greet her and eventually chuckled. "You're quite well know, eh Wolf Skinner?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, his embarrassment forgotten

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Mm, yes. If you make a name for yourself, it gets around," Dari smiled. She spotted a familiar tent in the distance and grinned, "Come on.~"

[deepwallow]

Harold laughed and followed her. "Wolf skinner.... Let me guess, you killed a dire wolf?" He guessed

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"I've killed three," Dari smiled and pulled him toward the tent. When they got closer, she called out, "Papa! Papa, I'm back!"

[deepwallow]

Harold chuckled but then raised an eyebrow at the tent. Papa? Why did he feel like this was some kind of introduction to her family for acceptance or something? Harold shook his head at the though and glanced down to JonJon, who remained faithfully at his side

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

A large man- I'm talking huge- stepped out of the tent. His hair was shaggy and dark blonde and he had sharp brown eyes. He was an intimidating figure, with a huge axe at his side.

Dari smiled and let go of Harold's arm, running over to him and hugging him warmly. His expression instantly changed and he hugged her back, laughing.

[deepwallow]

Harold blinked and smiled slightly. Huh, they really were like others.... He looked down to JonJon and crouched next to him, petting the big cat and glancing at Dari, watching

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"I didn't expect you back so soon," his dark eyes slid over to Harold, "And with a Crow, too."

[deepwallow]

Harold glanced up at him but went back to JonJon, the cat staring at the big brute of a man unflinchingly

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari moved back to Harold's side and smiled, "Oh, Harold is harmless. I rather like him."

"You like a Crow?"

[deepwallow]

"Thats what I said." Harold chuckled, standing up and raising an eyebrow at Dari, smiling with amusement

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari rolled her eyes, "You all are so narrowed-minded," she huffed, putting her hands on her hips, "What's so wrong with it? Harold is a nice Crow."

"The Crows and all other Southerners are our enemies," Her father stated gruffly.

[deepwallow]

Harold watched the exchange between the two but said nothing. At times like this, it was best to remain silent and see what happened.

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Everyone is your enemy, Papa," Dari rolled her eyes, "Anyways, I decided not to kill him. He's my responsibility."

[deepwallow]

Harold stifled a snort and a laugh under a cough, looking away, amused. He'd never been anyone's 'responsibility' before

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She smiled and pinched Harold's cheek, "See? He's adorable and I'm keeping him!"

Her father sighed, "Dari."

[deepwallow]

"So I'm no longer Mister and back to Pet?" Harold asked with an amused smirk

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She ruffled his hair, "You're both."