Horizon Ridge even after I bet you a million dollars

"Angry? No, I think he was smitten," Wraen replied with a mischievous grin. "Sunny from Morningside - he is a tad bit younger than me and is all, what you would expect in a classic patriarch figure. Except he has not got used to wearing that pelt really and therefore a little awkward with it," she explained. He was a nice guy, likeable and she was cheeky enough to assume that, if she truly wanted to, she could have him. Just reach out her paw and grab. But something kept her back from doing so, because despite all the good qualities her friend had she did not feel like he would be her kind of serious relationship material.

"Ghost moose sounds interesting though - remember - mom telling about the white pelted stag with the golden prongs that has lured many a good hunter away? Could be your case," she mused. "And, who knows, maybe someone else had been tracking it earlier and moos reaped it's tribute? How does that sound?"