[She follows close behind, footsteps the quiet steps of a hunter used to trekking through the woods. Even her pack, filled with the necessary pans and cutlery to cook the day's catch by the river, is kept silently pressed to her side.
But she does chuckle again at the response.]
I can't imagine he's any help with hunting either. [She pauses for a moment, wrinkling her nose.] What good is he? Aside from helping in travel?
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But she does chuckle again at the response.]
I can't imagine he's any help with hunting either. [She pauses for a moment, wrinkling her nose.] What good is he? Aside from helping in travel?