Faith had checked out of the conversation a long time ago, and now busied herself with playing around among Arthur's antlers as if he were a walking jungle gym, which, he pretty much was in her eyes. Said gaze lit up upon Will's arrival. Ah, her favorite perch over all. The kit leapt deftly from the deer's rack, landing quite easily in a crouch before speeding over to Will and then wasting no time in climbing up upon the wolf's back. She felt oddly safe with the elder brother or father-like male nearby... His presence put her at ease.
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