Memories
" Have you found something, boy?" The Heroine had cooed, feeling a wealth of love for the slobbering animal in front of her. The faithful Hound had barked earnestly, showing her the rabbit he had caught.
" And what are you going to do with that?" The Heroine had questioned, smiling. The Hound had given her a wolfish grin before scampering off towards the Shapeshifter's tent.
The screams from finding the animal in her smallclothes echoed around camp all evening.
Six months after the King and Heroine parted, she finally allowed herself to remember the good times of their quest.
