(SE) dreams like coins down a well

"I wish I could say the same, but maybe next time I can be hiding in the trees with you and we can trick someone else," Ronin drawls, grinning over his shoulder at Felix and scooping a little water up and over his head to help wash the lichen out of his dark hair. The smile lingers on his face as he watches how the other man sets up the sled where it's in easy view - when Felix has become an adult is beyond Ronin, but he can't help but feel a little proud of him. Then, of course, he's splashing water at him and even if it's to help, Ronin takes it as a challenge. "Pomegranates or cranberries," he agrees, all the while swatting water back at Felix. "I bet you could even use snow in Deepfrost too." Is he giving him ideas? Yes. So sue him. The two hunters while away the afternoon a little longer with their plotting, before finally Ronin needs to get on his way to the Cataract, and he leaves Felix to haul his prize home to Vai. ~FIN ronypony it's always nice to make an impression