Ewan ladled some fish soup into a bowl for Asher Ryder, then placed the clay pot on the stone shelf next to the stove. The lingering heat there would keep the soup from getting cold and losing its flavor. Afterward, he went out to the table and sat opposite the Alpha.
Between them, a delicate wisp of white smoke rose from the steaming bowl of soup. In this winter weather, the sunlight faded very early; it was not very late, yet it was already pitch black outside, and the wind was blowing much heavier.
Once they finished eating, the two divided the household chores. As the weather grew colder, tasks that required dipping hands into water, like washing the dishes, were completely taken over by Asher Ryder. Ewan, meanwhile, went around checking the doors and windows, and added more firewood to the stove.
