Brandywine nodded her thanks then peered between the trunks of tall pine trees.
“There are plenty of harvests through those trees, down to the river,” she explained. “It’s filled with even more to eat as the ridge is always well stocked,” she rolled her eyes, not expecting him to cut in. “It’ll split.”
Kris nodded as he continued to eat the blackberries.
“That’s your way back to civilization,” she blinked as if she was forgetting something. “I’m pretty certain that’s it.”
“It might be,” Kris nodded, remembering the times he blew off going into town, just to get away from the hype. “It’s been a long time since I considered going back there.”
Brandywine tilted her head to the side, inquisitively.
“What do you mean?”
“My wolf and I prefer the quiet. Getting dressed up and stuffy for
