Hideaway Strath Friends are like Potato's leave then in the cupboard and they grow...
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The over large alabaster man was crisscrossing through the territory every now and then he’d pause and claw at the ground moving the snow around looking for herbs below the melting snow every now and then he’d lick the dirt he’d uncover he was looking for something specific.

Mid-day he paused and lifted his head and looked about with how much ground he’d covered today he was sure to run into someone at some point, his stomach rumbled and he licked his lips suddenly thirsty due to his former activities. Luckily by the sounds of it, a stream was near by.