Silver Moraine I took a pill in Ibiza

"Oh," said Luke, as he let his own gaze travel across the moraine. He was not surprised to hear that the young scout was a free agent; it was a natural progression for many and for one so intrepid as she it could not be more fitting. "I live in Phoenix Maplewood," he shared, gesturing with a small jerk of his head to the distant forest behind him. "I'm sure I could find a place for you if you need a place to settle down, but I won't be insulted if you want to keep roaming for a while." But his brows knitted briefly as his eyes came to rest on her sides, as if he could see the broken ribs within. "Can't be too much fun wandering with broken bones," commented Luke.