Lone Star Mountain what should we do?

The woman wore a ruddy brown mask over her face. The sharpness of her gaze was not missed by the northern man. He could not blame her for being wary. Also, he was not certain why she roamed in the reaches of the wild when she was in heat.

Greetings, I only came to be sure you were well. It is not safe. A man has reported bad spirits in some of the wolves nearby.

Issorartuyok shuffled slightly, realizing how uncomfortable it must have been to have a stranger approach her, speak like a worried father, and then wait to see what she would say in return. For a moment, the man thought of young Meerkat and their conversations.

Do you travel alone, lady of the wild?

The northerner could feel the draw of her fragrance. It filled his head with perfumes that threatened to overthrow his restraint. He held his ground, keeping the distance between them. Issorartuyok would not sacrifice honor for the season of lust.