:Cowardly Crow: (Heart-ith)

[deepwallow]

"Ah. In my first patrol, I got separated from my brothers. then suddenly I saw gleaming eyes and JonJon leapt out. He originally tried to kill me, but after we reached a standstill he fled. but each time I went out I met him again until we became friends." harold explained with a shrug

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari blinked, "Hmm. Odd, but also adorable."

[deepwallow]

Harold shrugged. "He's saved my skin more times than i can count. I'm glad to have him as a friend. Partner really." He admitted honestly

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

The father nodded, "Shadowcats rarely come near people, but I've heard they can be rather loyal, like dire wolves."

[deepwallow]

Harold chuckled and pet JonJon's head fondly. "Aye, that he is. Smart too, and i wouldn't be surprised if he's smarter than me."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari smiled, "You doubt your own intelligence, Mister."

[deepwallow]

"Yes, Yes I do." He agreed with a grin, chuckling and shrugging.

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari rolled her eyes and patted Harold's head, "If you doubt yourself, so will others."

[deepwallow]

Harold rolled his own eyes in return. "So sorry, 'Master', I'll try and be more confident." He joked, chuckling

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She smiled, "That's all I ask~"

[deepwallow]

"Uh huh." He scoffed. "I find that very unlikely."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari stood up and held her hand to him, "Come now, Crow. You need to help me set up my tent."

[deepwallow]

Harold chuckled and accepted her hand, getting up. "Alright, 'Master'. Your wish is my command." He joked

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She smiled and led him out from the tent, "See ya, Papa!"

[deepwallow]

Harold followed her out. "Your dad seems alright." He mused with a shrug. "Though I don't doubt he doesn't like me too."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Well, you're a crow. Of course he wouldn't like you," Dari shrugged.

[deepwallow]

"Ah well. So where are we setting up your tent?" He asked curiously

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Somewhere a little ways from here," Dari told him,

[deepwallow]

"Alright. Lead on." He says, glancing behind himself at JonJon, who was following close behind. He never liked leaving Harold out of his sight, especially now with all these wildlings

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari skirted past wildling families, single wildlings and every other type of person there could be, searching until she found a suitable spot to set up. The blonde removed the pack from her back and pulled out the material for the tent.