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[lightandjoy]

[ Unannounced, and probably unwise given how difficult it is to keep everyone's phones charged: a photo of a squirrel, red and fluffy and bright-eyed, sitting on a fallen tree in the snow and nibbling on some small bit of Halsin's breakfast. ]

[wines]

[ Why is his boyfriend(???) so goddamn cute ]

Not an undead squirrel, I hope?

[lightandjoy]

Not as far as I can tell, though it would be easier if I could talk to him. But it is good to see that life continues despite our troubles. [ And that the land remains untouched by whatever curse has taken the manor. ]

I hope to bring back something more substantial to eat. I found a bow and arrows in the hunting lodge. Wish me luck.

[wines]

Shall I do some sort of basket-weaving to even out our household contributions while you're on the hunt, my fearsome warrior?

I know this goes without saying, but please be careful. I rather prefer you in one piece.

[lightandjoy]

So do I. Don't worry, I have faced far worse than this. When I return, I'll tell you about some of my adventures as a bold young novice. These undead creatures are nothing compared to stumbling upon a gang of ogres arguing over a fresh kill. A hard lesson in thinking on your feet. And the benefits of carrying a big, hard stick.

[wines]

Please tell me more about your big, hard stick, Halsin.

[lightandjoy]

I only know that it longs for your touch, my love. It's cold enough out here to freeze the balls off a musk ox. I shall need a thorough warming when I return.

[wines]

You have my sincerest prayers that yours remain intact.

I'll gently bully someone with fire power to heat us a bath big enough for two, soon as you're home.

[lightandjoy]

Suddenly the hunt has become far less interesting. Still, I will make an effort and I will return to you before the water gets too cold.