Swiftcurrent Creek tu olor

Pretty little creature in browns and greys padded up to him. He had to take a step back to look down at her. The language that came from her tongue was not one he recognized, but it was delicate and pretty in a way that fit her.

It wasn't that many, it was only three to two. Though we came out on the better end. What's your name? How did you hear about it?

he wasn't trying to be suspicious, but he didn't understand how word would have traveled so quickly.