Silvertip Mountain He'll Be Coming Down The Mountain

If he would have remembered everything, he would have recalled a certain conversation with the Alphess, Zaria. Which would have made the current Chaska very happy. The old one would have been quite the opposite.

He too looked to the sky. The thought of seeing the stars above warmed his heart. That was one thing he recalled. And, oddly enough to him, the love of storytelling. But not of where this love came from. Still, he would enjoy the starry night sky. And it pleased him that, since it would be soon, it would be with her. Then again, he would be fine with any female.

When she slowed and offered to slow down, his wry smile returned, his eyes drifting from the darkening eyes to her fur. He closed the distance enough so that he was right beside her, his tail swinging madly enough to hit hers. "I'm starting to think you want to spend more time. I am glad of that."