Silverlight Terrace reduced to nothing

ingram's gaze moves from her as she re-packs her bones and settles upon his own, nosing them almost absently before peering back up at her as she gives him an introduction. if there was familiarity with the pack name 'moonglow' it does not make its presence known within ingram in the here and now.

he ferrets the pack name away into the archives of his mind: wondering if he might find it useful later. as keeper it was his job to horde information like a dragon with gold and jewels.

i am the keeper, of blackwater. his title is his favored way to introduce himself to strangers, donning it like armor. it was all an outsider of blackwater needed to know about him, as far as he was concerned.