Alpine Lake will it leave us anything to show

Well that went easily enough, he thought as he caught a good glimpse at the stranger's molten eyes. This way, Jarilo could gauge himself better, find a groove for himself too. Hopefully—should his attempts flourish. Already the other guy seemed pretty alright so far, and he kept it simple too. I don't.. no. This is only my second time by here. First proper look around, I guess. he answered now that he wasn't only passing through. It is nice, though. He had to agree, even as new to it as he was. He appreciated the elevation, and a lake like this was just way too picturesque.

He hadn't even thought about living here yet, and maybe in some reality where he was not comfortable where he was, he could carve out something here if all else failed. But the same could be said for most spots, should there be a need, and he had no need to be homeshopping. I live over in the mountains. Moonspear. So just visiting, he said, nose jerked that way just once. He wondered if that meant anything to him while Jarilo sniffed a bit more, enough to ping the stranger's probable pack scent as vaguely familiar thanks to his own recent scouting of the Tuktu.