Sheepeater Cliff Take It From Me

An array of colors splash across the sky; each painting a picture that Evergreen wandered the meaning to. Yet, he's never been a stargazing type of man. His uncle, Kaisyn, knew about the stars well enough and his mother often spoke of stories... legends on how his biological parents ended up becoming one of the stars that lit the night sky against the darkness.

His eyes focus instead on the man observing the swirls of color and the sinking sun. Round ears and body overall relaxed, with curiosity and good-natured friendliness being his only pull to disturbing the stranger's peace.

Uh, Evergreen starts, tilting his head in thought. He supposes now, he has many things to offer. You could say that. The bear grins. Part of him wonders if its good to tell strangers, another knows it's best to trust in individuals including himself. If they turn out to be rotten eggs, then the bear can protect his group.

A home, company, food... the likes.