Sleeping Dragon we'll watch as time tumbles down

Portia rattled off information and like a somewhat damp sponge, Mojave soaked it all up. It was probably a good thing to try and put names to things and all of that anyway. She had grown used to the cover of forests and of rocky mountains, but so far it seemed the region she had stumbled across had much more than just standard fare.

"Guess it's a good thing you caught me when you did," she said with a faint smile. A little less embarrassed this time, but it was still something that wanted to seep through. It probably wouldn't have been a good impression on anyone if she had managed to bungle something like that. "And you sure know a lot about things around here, too. You been here a while?" Portia had to have been, that was the only thing Mojave could think. Maybe she'd know some other cool stuff, too.