Whitefish River And if the night is burning,

Yeah? And who do I have to thank? Curiously he couldn't help but ask, to inquire and see if the large woman was willing to be open about her current and past situation (of what she remembered) and who he could look out for next as being an individual to look out for. Hieronymous always enjoyed meeting friendly faces who went out of their way for another. It was inspiring really.

I'd say lead the way. He said with a grin. You see, I can't smell... not as well as you or the others can, so only you can pick out trails. I can keep an eye out for tracks. That was as good as his role as tracker could go, from fur and tracks in the ground being seen by his keen eye... and well, other than helping in the takedown, he was useless in a hunt.

That didn't mean he wasn't willing to help someone who could complete where he lacked in abilities to find prey.