Rising Sun Valley Be my guest

It was a beautiful day in Rising Sun Valley! The sun shining, the birds singing, and Turmeric right there with them, beaming and humming along.

He spent most of his time with Inkeri these days, wrapped up in her quiet words and laughter. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this way — so much at home, and at peace. Something about the pack lands, too. Familiar, but not because he had ever seen them. This feeling ran deeper and he let it sit there and blossom in his heart. Wondering, but not needing to know why.

Turmeric found a river today, and laying near it, a bear of a wolf! Hey, nice catch there! Merry praised as he strolled his way over - aware of how dwarfed this other man would make him once he ever stood up! But you got nowhere in life, being afraid, and he seemed right at home in Kvarsheim too, how many did you get?

He couldn’t quite see the number from the respectful distance he kept — wolves could get testy with food, after all — but he thought he could tell by the shape of the pile he’d certainly managed more than his own usual one!