Brenna nodded and followed him up to the meadow. She looked around with wide eyes, enjoying the view it offered. She smiled and trotted after him, going up to the hill. She stood on top and looked around at all of the beauty surrounding her. She gave a satisfied purring sound and smiled. "This is gorgeous," she said. Her ears were perked up, turning toward every sound. She smiled and looked down at him, slowly sitting beside him. She began to eat some of the bread, gnawing on it hungrily. She sighed and looked up at him. "It's perfect," she said. She smiled and ate, pulling hunks of bread off and chewing. She then ate some meat, tasting the salted goodness as she chewed. She smiled happily, so glad that he had not died when his father had tried to kill him.
"Thank you," she said. "For everything."
"Thank you," she said. "For everything."