Swiftcurrent Creek Narrow streets of Cobblestone

A small smiled hovered around Arric's maw. This wolf was cute. He wanted to tell him to calm himself, take his time, but he felt that would be intrusive and rude. So he simply waited patiently as the other spoke.

Hello. was returned with deep rumble, ear flicked back and then forward again at the questions. He sorted through them, and thought of how to answer. He had no irritation with answering questions, but one must be careful with what knowledge they gave.

For a moon or two now. Yes. Another and I set up a claim here. Well met. Ashlar from the rise.

Arric moved a bit closer and bent to sniff at the other if he'd allow. Gather his scent into him. He smelled of forest and loam, of herbs. A sing song quality to his voice of hushed whispers.