Totoka River right down the line

Frequent returns were necessary, at least until winter truly struck.  Similar to Kaertok, Rosalyn hadn't liked moving with the boy missing... but they had searched without luck, and with winter at their heels, the choice had come down to moving now and continuing the search or remaining where they were until spring.  She could not shake the specter of Ironsea from her.

Instead they shared rotations to ensure the Moors were never left empty for too long.  If he arrived, the chances were good one of them would at least find his scent if not himself.  

Rosalyn's purpose in accepting Kaertok's invitation had been twofold.  She wished to help in the search however she could but she also did not know the man well yet.  This was her chance to ask him some of the questions that burned her, and true to her nature, she had little hesitation in jumping straight in, soon as they had traveled a ways.  The ocean at their side set a backdrop for tumultuous conversation.

So, Kaertok.  You knew Raleska before joining?  The water beneath their feet was unpleasantly cold - the conversation was as much to pull her attention from that as it was to get to know him.

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