Sleeping Dragon Peridot

He nodded. The coast, indeed, the only one he'd ever known and in a few different times and places. His latest stint on it was probably not his favorite but the timing was far from ideal for several reasons. "It is, although I appreciated it less in the dead of winter," he imparted with a roll of his shoulders. "Not born there, no, but my last home before this one, Stavern Rise, was not too far from the shore." They weren't immediately coastal but a solid jog could get a wolf there in good time.

"Where do you come from before here, anyway? And is that where you learned what you know about plants?" he had to ask.