Otter Creek Living like we're in a fairy tale

So she resided there. Good, probably.
She seemed a little uncertain so he stepped back, his gaze slightly apologetic. 
He thought about the answer to her question. In truth, he'd never stayed in one place for more than a moon. "I'm a traveler." He settled on it, supposing it was good enough.

"What's your pack like, eh? I'm looking for a place to settle." Perhaps by talking to this woman, he'd figure if this was the place for him. Though, he didn't know if the benefits of this pack would outweigh his desire for an open sky. It seemed to be a curious place though, perhaps he'd visit it one day.