Honeyed Pasture trifolium fragiferum

Her name was hard, long against the short span for words he had, so he simply offered an out of place smile for it. Features obviously not used to such a show.

Makan, He started with.

Then turned his head to gesture down to the woods south of here. The spine too, truthfully. Either would do for directions to find him.

Wolves in woods, in spine. Then he turned his gaze back upon her, gentle curiosity painted onto his narrow face. You need?