Stone Circle Emerald Paradise

After such a long time in the company of only snow drifts and shadows, it was no surprise that Larus found it difficult to translate the stranger when he spoke. Sure, it was a simple sound and a word he knew - but the tone was lost on him. The flash of annoyance didn't register.

Prompted by that sound as if it were an invitation, Larus approached without thinking. He was eager to put his past behind him and embrace this new lifestyle. This time, he would do it right - he would stick around and make this his lasting home.

Hello, he called out (perhaps a bit too loudly, and too enthusiastically), what uhh, what've you got there..? Well, nobody ever said Larus was a wordsmith.