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The growing years had taken quite the toll on him. At least Carter seemed to think so adulthood suited him though. He spent his time hunting mostly but today felt like a nice day for a walk. His sister Reeces was too busy doing whatever it was the girl did these days. Carter liked to stick closer to family, so he had invited Rugby and Smores out for an afternoon walk around the woods that bordered the lake. Rugby was happy to get out, as was Smores. The couple hadn’t really been out and about Ulfrheim for a few years. The once mighty mountain climber smores had become reclusive not until recently when Carter encouraged him and Rugby to come out. Rugby stuck closer to smores, the rugged periodically asking if the brown standard was doing alright. Carter smiled he knew Smores had been down in the dumps but maybe if he resparked that want for adventure in his father he could feel more confident in himself. Carter walked beside Smores giving him a soft bump of his hips. “I hear there’s

Calm and collected. That’s what they reminded themselves of while they trekked through the forest. The three felvargs hadn’t said much to each other. Once Isshin had caught onto the trail of the deer she had sprung into action. Though the albino felvarg had subsequently run into Ven and Xan. Ven didn’t seem too happy to be here the arctic had a cold exterior that Isshin had decided that this hunt would only last a short while anyway. Xan was quiet, though the chimera seemed to draw the other two together subconsciously with her soft-spoken words. Isshin was enjoying Xan’s company at the last. Though distractable Isshin could tell her heart was in the right place. Ven huffed putting her nose closer to the ground to see if she could catch the scent again. If only Isshin hadn’t run into her while she and Xan could take that buck someone had told her to take care of. Tracking deer seemed like childsplay to the arctic. Xan simply had offered help to Ven when Xan had made it known she had

“I can’t remember if it was this week or last week Faldur had gotten himself stuck in a bee’s nest can you believe it!” Sen yelled this out to Bal as the black felvarg trotted along the walking path. Bal, Faldur, and Sen had all decided to go out for a walk this afternoon. Of course, it had originally been Sen’s idea, the floppy-eared silk lived for times with his friends and Faldur well the curious leucistic male was always ready to discover something new. “He can’t help it you know that, that’s why you have to keep a close eye on the guy.” Bal inferred his eyes watching Faldur while the felvarg walked a few lengths ahead. He appeared to be getting farther and farther away right after Bal had commented on how close of an eye to keeping on him. Faldur had seen a quiet beautiful bird coming over here. He’d been watching it from the ground with his head to the sky trying to figure out what kind of bird it was. Sen looked at Bal then back at the path. “Well I guess that means we should

. The hellhound grunted as he rolled across the flowers he had been laying on. Ainz could see Gurran and Bal not far from him. Gurran had found herself inspecting some of the flowers in the field as Bal watched her. Ainz noted every time Gur would rub her horns against the ground or try to whisper something to Bal that he couldn’t hear. Well, it was when the time was right he supposed. Forcing himself to his paws Ainz made his way over to the pair. Being the largest of the trio he lowered his head to look at the same flowers Gur seemed to be inspecting. “I invited the two of you out here because there’s supposed to be some secret treasure in the woods over there.” Ainz pointed his head as Bal stood up yawning to show the impressive teeth the felvarg had. He smiled at Ainz nodding over to Gur. “You hear that Gur there’s a secret treasure in those woods according to Ainz.” Bal began to make his way towards the edge of the field. The other two felvargs watching as he trotted off as