Big Salmon Lake with a pocket of high

"A pack."

It was almost as if they were near mirrors, reflecting the task of volleying coupled words together to see who would give the most info first. It was interesting, bordering amusing as Cry lifted a piece of lip to reveal a hint of a smirk. He hadn't had a bit of fun like this in a while, and he was lightly enjoying himself. Everyone else wanted to banter, host an entire paragraph at a time, but this one was just as short tongued as he was. He appreciated the girl.

"Where from?" He offered the next quip in their exchange, the poetry happening between the two veering from awkward to comfortable; well atleast in his perspective.