I wouldn't turn your back on all the blind men. [She fell into step alongside him, holding to the cord that tied the rabbits to her belt. There was no clear destination in mind for her, only the desire to continue moving and wander further into the forest. He didn't seem to mind, so she would accept his company.] I like my bow well enough I don't want to be without it. [And perhaps that was the sad truth of their worlds. There was a comfort in the weapons, but an eventual kinship as well. It became more than extension of the body but the body itself. How much of her heart and soul had been poured into making her bow? She couldn't imagine losing it or leaving it behind.
Lesser beasts, perhaps. She's known several different types of wolves. The kind that roam the woods and terrorize her children, the kind that men can easily shift into both figuratively and literally...and now this kind before her.] Well it was some form of wolf that attacked my chickens and children. [And she had shot it the moment it lunged at them.] They have their own weapons and are training in them, but they are still too young to be trusted to look after themselves. [She was proud of her children and her face didn't hide her open love for them.
But of course he mentions servants and she can't exactly lie that she is similar to him in yet another way.] My home was built by my own hands, but aye, I do have servants. If I say it is only a housecarl and bard, does that mean I'm less pampered?
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Lesser beasts, perhaps. She's known several different types of wolves. The kind that roam the woods and terrorize her children, the kind that men can easily shift into both figuratively and literally...and now this kind before her.] Well it was some form of wolf that attacked my chickens and children. [And she had shot it the moment it lunged at them.] They have their own weapons and are training in them, but they are still too young to be trusted to look after themselves. [She was proud of her children and her face didn't hide her open love for them.
But of course he mentions servants and she can't exactly lie that she is similar to him in yet another way.] My home was built by my own hands, but aye, I do have servants. If I say it is only a housecarl and bard, does that mean I'm less pampered?