Arrow Lake Is an impossible dream

And there was someone out and about today. Another woman, perhaps a similar build but Arbiter was of larger size. A point in her favor, if it even mattered later. And this stranger smelled like she was alone. So what did that mean? Whether someone was worth attempting to recruit or too much trouble for that. At least unlike some of the others she didn't see anything visually a turn off in a sense. Well, other than the fact that a woman wasn't going to do anything for Arbiter having pups later on -- totally the wrong parts there.

Still, a slight nod of her head in greeting as Arbiter looked the other over briefly, What brings you here? Her introductions always cut corners -- no front-loaded introduction, just a question to satisfy curiosity before she made decisions for what might be said in the future. It wasn't due to an outright dislike of talking but more a desire of wasting time. Time was a thing that was always limiting, especially now.