Visiting towns, making allies, preventing wars, that kind of thing. Then she saw Shiloh hanging around her parents, and generally looking like she belonged there. Then she just saw her reflection. She didn't know what it all meant, but she figured it couldn't be all bad.

With that out of the way, they got breakfast ready. They ate and cleaned up the campsite. Then they saddled up, and hit the road. Letting her horse run alongside the carriage, Endermon spent most of her riding time with Shiloh. And even when they would kiss and not pay attention to the road, her horses stayed steadfast.

They rode on stopping here and there, either restocking or selling excess. It got harder and harder to do so because word got out and everywhere they went they had people lining up to see them. Even Dresden got tired of it.

But good did come from the experience. If there was a situation that the townspeople couldn't fix by themselves, the group would step in and help. Rutus always found smiths and learned new techniques. Dresden managed to start a hunter's guild where he taught survivalism along with mindful hunting.

I know, I'm as shocked as you are. He would still find plenty of women to join him in the bedroom, but he was less of an asshole. Shiloh and Endermon acted as educators and taught people many things.

Keep on mind, this was all while they were traveling so it was usually a handful at a time. But even so, they were glad when the towns gave way to open road with only outposts here and there. They would ride until they were tired or hungry, make food or stretch their legs, and continue on.

Endermon would send daily bird messages to her parents and get updates from back home. She offered to ask for the others, but they preferred letters sent out when they got to a town or a place with a messenger service. They told them to send the replies to their home base.

One night they were tired of the same food so Dresden offered to hunt. They said that'd be fine and he was off. As his animal form retreated Endermon told him to be careful, and a surprised Dresden asked who was in his head.

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Endermon snickered and revealed herself, and he was fine, it was just a shock. Endermon told the others what just happened. Rutus pouted and said it wasn't fair that two of the group could get inside Dresden's head, and she could not.

Endermon said she had no wish to willingly be inside Dresden's mind, it was the animal brain she was talking to. Shiloh popped into the conversation telling Rutus that it's not a pretty place to be. So she wasn't missing much.

Endermon said that now Rutus was more disinclined to sleep with him got under his skin enough. Rutus said it wasn't her fault she found she liked females better. They all laughed at that. Soon enough they heard the clatter of alarmed hoofbeats.

A deer burst into view with Dresden hot on its heels. Just as Dresden was about to pounce, the deer stopped and fell over. This caused him to go sailing past the animal and almost land on his face. As Rutus went over and collected her axe, Dresden grumbled.

Shiloh 'collected' the blood, Endrrmon skinned the deer, Dresden sorted out the intestines, and Rutus took the meat to be cooked. With all four working together, soon they had several different types of deer foods. It was no surprise to anyone, that Dresden finished off most of the deer by himself, but the others didn't mind, it was less clean up for them.

After dinner, they were too full to do much else, so they cleaned up and restocked the fire so they could be warm while they slept. Dresden curled into a ball, Rutus crawled up on the cart, and Shiloh and Endermon lay on a blanket by the fire.

In the morning they cleaned up the campsite, had some bread and fruits, and got ready to head out. What didn't get eaten of the deer got put away or buried. That was another thing they did. That way the bones and other unused or uneaten bits could go to the insects or plant life.