Morningside Cuesta wachsam

There was more gray to the man's face. It could've just been ice. Some lingering powder from his hiking - but there was a slight sunken quality to Mahler that hadn't been there a year ago. Kigipigak did not read in to it.

You also. The man's tail swayed in a friendly manner as he spoke, settling at his hocks while he looked around the area. Around one ankle was a dried poultice, with some minor bite-marks visible beneath.

There wasn't much around here to investigate and from the look of things, the caribou had not come this way. I have met some of your kin from Rivenwood. They journeyed north to Duskfire. He smiled then. I found my own people within the village Moonglow, and we journeyed to the glacier for hunting. Three girls of yours — they were very eager.