Arthur walks onto the camp, you look up at him as you hear the sound of his boots on the ground. “Uncle Arthur, youre back.” He nodded, looking down at you.

You got up, walking closer to him. “Ya miss me?” He joked, chuckling as he reached down to mess with your hair. “Yer hairs gettin’ long, ain’t it?” He sighed, moving his hand behind your neck and touching the bottom of your hair.