Hoshor Plains keep knocking, nobody's home

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He still wasn't sure what to think about FitzDutiful and Zaria. They seemed like two completely different wolves so the fact that they had ended up sharing the same mountain baffled him. Kero was used to scenarios making sense. This one simply did not compute for him, but if Zaria was happy, good for her. Perhaps Kero would need to make some time to chat with his friend over a nice soak in the hot springs. They could share a few yarns and Kero could hear the other side of the story. See for himself if FitzD was happy. All that jazz.

Her question on his choice of words made him remember she was still new to the common tongue. "Uh, yes," he replied, having been caught a little bit off guard. "Re like again. Locate again." There were things he took for granted that he should have known were not so obvious. "Yes. We moved." His ears sank. He felt somewhat sheepish for having such scattered thoughts at the moment. This wasn't like him. Then again, this whole situation wasn't like anything he had expected in coming here. He was off guard and definitely off his game.

She could supply him with little more information on this place. At least he knew now the storm had driven them out. He should have known by the way the earth bore no resemblance to what he'd been able to spy from a distance some months before. Zhavvi had not been with them. Wait. Didn't she want to go by Zaria now? What game was she playing?

A wolven brow lifted upon his forehead. He'd caught the slip, but said nothing of it. Instead he asked her another question. He'd fumbled his way through this conversation for too long. Now he intended to make up for it. "Does Zhavvi still know how to run?"