Hideaway Strath You're slurring all your words

It seemed odd (if he was being completely honest) that Fury would allow a canine of such puny stature to reside among a horde of combatants. No better than near the size of the pale maiden's whelps. But then again, Sakari need-be considered. She too was small and unawares of the way of war. The two would share something in common.

The water... the forest. This was where he mind wandered? Interesting.

Arashi was hardly one for scenery. Land was land, no matter how many flowers bloomed or how green and fine each blade of grass stood. Clearly, she was different. Not yet would there be common ground between them — but surely they could, soon.

I am not one to notice scenery. Honest and forthright, as always. One can never tread too far from their roots, no matter how tempting it may seem.