Blacktail Deer Plateau and all god's people find their place

"We are not so different," the young woman claimed. It seemed that now her judgement was swinging in favor of Lane, for whatever reason. 

She explained a little more, noting how their paths across the Teekons had been similar. 

"You're well traveled," Lane commented, leaving off the "..for being so young" part. She'd gotten that line over and over again herself from various old biddies, and she was resistant to step into those pawprints just yet. She may be about to be a mother, but she was far from being an old lady.

"Where do you live now?" The obvious question, perhaps.