Mount Apikuni i got a heart that don’t speak to me anymore

as the stranger stumbled over his words -- something that didn't surprise marten too much given the circumstance -- he glances down at himself. he sure felt old. ages old. but he was probably younger than this guy. his gaze falls back on the dark male, his nose twitching. he doesn't recognize the scent that the man wears, but that doesn't say much since marten had barely seen more than a small portion of the valley below. 

walking, says marten with a flick of an ear, i live in the woods below, looking to see if i could find any abandon caches or resilient herbs... he trails off, and his empty paws signify that he hasn't been very successful. 

i'm marten, he says.