Hoshor Plains I’m here for a good time

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He and @Paeon stuck close in their travels, but once they reached the Kintla Flatlands, which was flooded will scents of all kinds, the split up. She went to the healers camp and while he stuck close, he was also here lookin for a good time, what he strives to do, make the best with the time you’ve got.

He cantered around the plains, but came to a stop when he stumbled upon a smaller herd of bison. He stood there and stared, the thundering beasts bringing back memories from home, of his family, his father. If he could take out a bison, would his father be proud? He thought about it, but taking 
young calf (at best) not only seemed to sit badly, but it would be dangerous. So he shook that thought from his head, and merely decided to sit and watch them. Someday he’d figure out what he’s meant to do, but right now, his life was real good.

They are still on high alert, the man warned as he saw the stranger, watching him eye a group of giants which had split from the massive column of bodies.

Mojag had been upon the plains throughout the bulk of the adventure. He had watched as the camps had begun to pack their things and disperse, and now lingered for the sake of watching the bison.

He suspected this young man was doing the same. He kept his posture neutral, letting the end of his tail sway so he would look friendly. If you were hoping to hunt one, I would not recommend it.

A voice from behind, he turned his back to face the man cloaked in light brown hues. A warning he gave, the bison were still on high alert, and he wouldn’t recommend going after one.

“Yeah, I decided against it. Too much to bite off just yet.” He replied with a chuckle, his tail swishing in a friendly manner, “The name’s Cassidy. I’m somewhat new ‘round these part. On an adventure.”