Blacktail Deer Plateau heavy crown on an uneasy head

"If I were to rely on that as a draw, doubtless I would lead a lonely life." He joked good-naturedly in return, his failure of a fishing career hardly a sore spot. Her tips had helped, but there was only so much you could do for one hopeless as he. Sometimes it was necessary to accept mediocrity.

"As I do him." Lasher was a man he admired greatly, both for the depths of his feeling and the easy grace that he handled himself. There were not many in this world who could boast so much, yet Lasher hardly seemed aware of it. "I thought you were rather brazen for a trespasser."