Qeya River all falls down

Maybe he would have to introduce the two of them. The thought sort of tickled Tambourine for some unknown reason, though before he could think about it much more, Freyja asked him if he could smell the deer. Although slightly disappointed that she didn't want to hear more about Silas, he figured she was just trying to keep her head in the game. He aspired to do the same.

He tipped his pewter snout into the air and inhaled, rotating his head in a few different directions to sift through the gentle wintry breeze. "Yep," he eventually concluded with shining eyes. He could even tell her the correct direction, though Tambourine remained quiet, happy to let her continue taking the lead.