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It was a rare sunny day.

The weeks and days since that incident were brooding at best. Baelfire had glanced at the sky, exiting from his makeshift shelter, upon morning's grasp. He stuck around that location for a bit, mapping and gathering herbs close by. They were all dying from the frost already, but the sun's subtle warmth seemed to be keeping the worst at bay this day. He breathed in a crisp and cold breath, filling his lungs with frost.

When he opened his good eye again, he finds another has crossed his path. Baelfire is not one to chase or hound anyone, but he does chuff a greeting. If the young woman decides to approach, he decides to be courteous. Though that is not rare either. He can be gruff, true, but at least he is aware of his own shortcomings. Others did not seem to be at times. "Greetings." She did indeed approach.

"I felt it was rude to lock an eye with you, and not say something" he remarked honestly "do not worry; I need nothing from you. Though" he recalled his lonely road "some company would be welcomed, as I dry these herbs." He gestures to his paws, where stacks of sparse plants were seen.

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