Morningside Cuesta sons & daughters

a potential joiner, then. his curiosity is noted, and she clarifies after a moment. "legion are our neighbours." ones she ought to check in on, perhaps after her visit to Valette and Easthollow. a name, then, and a purpose. muzzle curves in easy smile, though her days of exploring are most, if not all, long passed. 

"dawn morningside, of whitebark stream," she introduces in turn, motioning with a sweep of her muzzle to the north of here. "my mate and I claim the territory just north of here." 

"have you been in the Wilds long?" she queries, wondering idly just what kind of explorer the man before her is, and what exactly might be the object of his journey.