Whitefish River Against the Rising Tide

The peace of her haven had been broken, once more by the presence of the painted man. So often now he appeared throughout the day to nag her about birds or the weather or something he saw in the woods. All of it was idle chit chat that she honestly found a waste of time. She would resist the growing frustration for now, she was still a leader and as such had to act like one.

If you must ask, I'm making myself useful. Maybe you should try it sometime? This location was used for sparring in the past. I figured I had some free time to clean it up. It's not like she had anyone to train now, but Evergreen had started sparring with her again. Perhaps others could get use out of it too.