Ravenshook Cliffs it came through the yard again last night

Yes, there was a bit of a lackadaisical charm about the firebrand and his easy-going nature. The more that he spoke, the more that Ford believed he would have suited Rannveig like a glove. The two would have likely gone off and discussed something that really had little significance to the rest of the world. The more he mulled the subject through his mind, the more he found himself growing distracted from what he needed to do.

The smile remained printed on his features, making sure that he held a strong air of welcome to his posture and his features. The firebrand wolf mentioned that he'd never seen a place like where they stood. Immediately, Ford judged him for that. It didn't show on his face. He thought that only a lesser creature would not have been blessed enough to witness the beauty of the ocean. Still, he played it off like it was a small shame instead of the larger one that he carried in his heart.

“Well, it's hard to leave once you've found it,” he teased with a rumbling chuckle. Then, knowing that he didn't want to give himself away so easily, he avoided answering the question that had been presented. “I'm hoping to claim the bay down that way.” With a sweeping of his skull, the titan of the water motioned toward the bay with his muzzle and then fixed his gaze on the stranger once more. “What about you?”