Horizon Ridge you're a new song baby

the sea... the sea. if only he knew thelxiope's wearabouts - had she not introduced herself as a healer? alas. perhaps samothes is not completely devoid of his genetic-borne kindness, for he feels his resolve begin to weaken. "not far from here," the scholar answers truthfully. "to the west. the forest." he does not mention the would-be pack - though the scents of others surely mingle on his coat, he still is reluctant to commit to bringing her somewhere. 

"is the sea important to you?" samothes asks, switching tracks - hoping to curb any hopeful aspirations to her accompanying him back. besides - his interests still lay in the delicate probing of her addled mind. he doubts she will be able to answer, but still... perhaps it is associated with something of import, memory or otherwise.