Arrow Lake home to her

terance was not weary of strangers-- none had ever given him reason to be. especially not this girl, who was pretty and what terance wanted to describe as delicate looking, though something about her suggested that she did not break so easily. how terance got all that from just a quick look at her is beyond me, but that was his first impression, peering down at her as he heard the scuffle of snow. 

his ears were pricked, nose twitching as he gingerly tried to pick up on any scents. she smelled like pack, and looked... confident enough, though she was just drinking, so terance wasn't sure why she was holding herself in that manner. his head tilted gently to one side, nose twitching again. "are you from around here?" he asked her, hoping she'd say she was-- he could bring back any information she had to rannoch.