Hoshor Plains the long black train

a name is offered — mojag — along with useful information; that a string of villages controlled much of this area. even so, that doesn't intimidate arktos who grunts his 'thanks' at the information, mulling and chewing over what is offered to him as if it were a cinnamon toothpick betwixt his lips.

unaware that morningsong had been apart of one of these moon villages, arktos considers that once yellowstone's a little more settled, once there are more bodies and less chance of interlopers he would seek out neighbors. introduce himself and yellowstone. but right now his focus was on his homeland.

he pauses in the guileless work, drawing in a deep breath while his moss green gaze assess mojag closer. arktos, introduces the warbear. yellowstone's recruitin', if you're interested. just so long as this young man didn't hold the same delusions as the other one: that if he didn't accept he could keep traipsing the land like it was a free territory.