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Gale nodded, settling on the cot and drifting off with his bow in hand incase it became needed. |
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She went and took down a decent sized elk, keeping only a bit for her and a bit of Gale's favorite cut from it before dropping the rest of at the kitchens. She sighed, cooking it and walking in the tent. She kissed his cheek, setting the makeshift plate beside the cot |
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Gale was awake, making some more arrows. "Did... you get my favorite cut?" He asked, a soft grin spreading over his face. |
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"Anything for you" She said, kissing his cheek and sitting on the cot |
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He chuckled, grabbing the plate. "Sure do love you, you know that?" Gale asked, taking a bite. |
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"I know." She said, smiling. "While I was out...a few of the girls mentioned a dance of sorts happening? At a festival for the eclipse? I have some money saved up but most of the girls are just making their outfits but...If you wann go into town later, you could help me pick one?" |
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"I wouldn't mind where we went, long as we were together." He mused, swallowing. |
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"Cheesy" She noted, smiling |
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She grinned and waited for him to finish |
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