Morningside Cuesta Soul Survivor

His mother had said she was going to have his siblings soon. He wasn't sure what to think about it. It kind of terrified him a little, and it had driven him out again to try one last time to see if Pike was coming home in time. It didn't seem like he'd be having good luck. But he'd just check a little farther -- that pack was kinda northeast or something, right? No signs yet.

It would have been nice if he could bring good news home. But he was trying to make the impossible happen at least. That was better than nothing, right? Probably. He couldn't change the world by himself, after all, even if he might wish he could. Spook did what he could.

But wandering around did bring him across the path of a stranger. Wait, did he have plants stuck to him? Ok. That was weird. But maybe he just ran through a bush or something. Spook hadn't been wandering along particularly stealthily, so he announced himself thusly, Um, hi. Who're you? Spook had gotten a little better about being able to say things, but he still wasn't very good at having a conversation -- he might have been abrupt, but at least he was friendly. Not to mention the fact that as soon as the guy looked his way he was likely to be distracted by the fact this guy had a face marking that was far more striking than any other he'd seen.