Herbalists' Cache cthulu dawn [m]

Ishi could not help but smile at the nickname he was given, though was unaware he was doing so. This male — this Lasher, Taltos with the curious accent — made him unaware of himself quite a lot.

It was very mysterious that he bore two titles that seemed not to resemble each other at all. Lasher... Taltos... which was more apt? What did they mean? And now that he knew these names, no others would fit.

I've... he began, but paused as he realised suddenly that Taltos must have sensed Lost Creek Hollow upon him. What an apt and alert creature. I've only been at Lost Creek Hollow a matter of days, he confessed as he moved silently to linger at the other's side. Next to him, Taltos seemed huge and looming. I left my old pack to go out and make my own way in the world, by, you know, earning a pack of mountain lions, and as soon as I was accepted into the Hollow I realised I wanted to be a Scout and explore places like this forest.