:Cowardly Crow: (Heart-ith)

[deepwallow]

Harold nodded as he looked around, searching for some signs of animal life. Eventually he spotted a dark shape and saw it was a turkey. He tapped Dari's shoulder and pointed it out to her

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dari smiled and hooked up the bow and arrow, crouching down low.

[deepwallow]

Harold crouched next to her and watched the turkey keening. Hearing them or sensig them, the turkey lifted its head and looked around, it's head turning sideways to them, as if seeing them or trying to

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The blonde fell utterly quiet, positioning her bow and arrow so it was aimed right at the turkey,

[deepwallow]

Turkey senses tingling, the turkey suddenly took off, maybe sensing them or something, it was hard to tell

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Dari cursed and stood up, "Damn bird."

[deepwallow]

Harold chuckled but then there was a loud squawk and Harold looked over sharply. JonJon came out of the shadows and laid te now dead turkey at their feet. Harold laughed and ruffled the shadowcat's head affectionately. "Well done JonJon!"

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Dari laughed, "Ah, well damn, cat. Good hunting."

[deepwallow]

JonJon looked up at her and promptly yawned, as if saying 'do better next time'. Harold laughed and shook his head, picking up the turkey. "Sassy, JonJon!" He chuckled

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She rolled her eyes, "Let's get back and cook this thing."

[deepwallow]

"Way ahead of you, Wolf Skinner!" Harold called back teasingly, already settin off back for her tent. JonJon got up and soon followed him

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

The wildling smiled and followed him. He seemed to be adjusting to wildling life well.

[deepwallow]

And indeed it did seem, as aha told hummed a tune a pet Jonjon's head as he walked. He actually like it here, even if the others hated him. It wasn't much different from the wall in that way

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Her hawk flew down and shrieked, landing on Dari's shoulder.

[deepwallow]

"Hey, Dari… How old are you?" He asked suddenly. He realized he really didn't know.

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"I am two-and-twenty," Dari replied proudly, stroking the bird's feathers, "Past typical marriage age, I know, but not by much. Why, how old are you?"

[deepwallow]

"Four-and-twenty. Ha! I'm the elder." He chuckles. "I asked simply because I was curious. Do I really need a reason?"

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"No, but I was curious as to why and so I asked," She grinned, "But don't think that you having two years on me means anything, Mister~. It doesn't make a bit o' difference."

[deepwallow]

"Blah." He replied with a laugh as they reached her tent. "Ah well, age doesn't mean much I suppose. Unless you were six-and-eighty. Then I'd have to ask how to look so young." He teased

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"It's in the water, deary~" She giggled, winking at him. She kneeled down and pulled out a knife, "Bring the bird here."