Two Rivers Isle i'm like a shot of adrenaline [m]ixed with some ritalin

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please let gun post first!

@Gun move yer ass! — the shout came bursting through the fringe of the Shadewood, and soon after it the streak of copper that was one ornery woman followed boorishly by a heavy-set second; this was the first time in a while Indra had shown any interest in their surroundings outside of a hunt, and she urged her companion through every step.
There's a camp here! C'mon bitch, look!

They'd traveled together for so long that they'd become very like-minded, borrowing behaviors back and forth, adopting all kinds of habits from each other when the days grew long and lonely otherwise. Deep beneath the surface level insults, Indra did care for the ugly old creature; this wasn't the time for that kind of bullshit though, not when she'd found a beautiful vista for them.

Indra canted her head back to shoot Gun a glare impatiently.