Big Salmon Lake No room for the weak or the timid

"Yeah I'm looking to settle around here whether that means joining up or starting something new." Luke would decide what he was doing when he decided to do it. Sooner or later something would pop up that caught his fancy and on a whim he would go with it, his reason being that he had nothing to lose by trying. Only one thing was for certain: a permanent loner life was not for him.

"Naw, just for me," Luke chuckled. While white coats and blue points were prominent in his bloodline the personalities were more varied. "Perfect," the white male answered next, his tone taking a serious note. "I was trying to creep you out." He paused, his face also serious to match his voice, but he could not hold the charade for more than a brief moment. "I used to be an angry miserable little shit," he continued in his previous chipper tone. "But I got over it. Life's more fun like this. I know it sounds cheesy but it's as true as my nose is blue."