Just hurts when she doesn't remember that our hold beast is a badger, not a bear.

[Asher watches for a moment before he gets to his feet, whistling for his hound before he gives a few instructions.]

Give that here, I'll be delivery boy, wouldn't want someone to say my bear pelt meant you fell and smashed your pretty head open, Korrin would light my arse on fire before the rest of me and she'd freeze my cock off. Forward scout?