Lost Creek Hollow and i'll take my armour off

He'd followed his mother, aunt and the rest of their party from Bearclaw Valley to here, wondering if this was the fabled Lost Creek Hollow. It certainly looked the part, with towering trees over airy trails. Mona was allegedly here with her children, a fact that put a shake in Lucas' tail as he stooped behind Laurel. He remained quiet as Terance arrived and the two women conversed with him, taking his time in appraising the man, but really, Lucas wasn't one to base too much on looks. If he was, he'd be fairly intimidated.

His heart still stung from Nunataq's harsh rejection, clouding his expression more than usual. Indra mentioned his cousin and Luccouldn't help wondering if he would get a similar reception from him. Merrick had been only a little boy when he left, but then, so had Lucas. He remembered Merrick, but maybe the red-saddled boy wouldn't remember him, or would want him to get away. The thought gnawed at the edges of his heart.

But he swallowed it all down when his name was brought up. Hi, he offered unabashedly from the back, grinning brightly at the scarred man.

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