Phantom Hollow There's no place like home

It was as he'd figured initially, though he bet the storm was a sight to see. "Probably wise. Good instincts you have, then." He was impressed to hear she had three roles under her belt already... No small feat and definitely not an easy task. "I guess between us we about cover the range then." They didn't share a single one in common.

"I'm just glad this didn't come around our parts. I'm not much of a naturalist. Hunting, patrolling, and counseling are more my speed." The counseling one less lately. He briefly wondered if he should even still consider himself as such. His own head was such a mess he couldn't imagine dealing with another's issues, at least not now.

"What tipped you off to the storm?" He asked, curious. He had his own tells for a storm, of course, but how did she know it would be worse than usual?