<em>As he shifts back into human form, sitting cross-legged in a meditative position, her father laughs a little.<br/><br/>"Yes, well, maybe I will. With these old bones of mine, just watching you train all day exhausted me, and hunting's harder work than bathing. Or so I've been told."<br/><br/>He smiles back at her as he gets to his feet, easily hefting the deer onto his shoulder and gathering up the rabbits with a sweep of his free arm.<br/><br/>"And, no, nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?"</em>