Two Rivers Isle stark, hollow town, carson city lights

@Iseul !! and maybe perhaps @Gun or @Colt for funsies?<333

The first thing Boone noticed about this place was that it was mucky. One big, giant bog; he wasn't quite sure where one river started and another ended. Low hanging trees, lots of small birds and reptiles. A long way from Mount Chesney, he'd guess; far enough away, at least. Quite the adjustment for a mountain man to make, but it was a good enough place to take a rest and lay low.

Restless, he was, and well-worn by travel; wasn't no easy journey to make it this far north. Hungry, exhausted, and mud covered — all four heavy limbs painted in brown flecks, stretching up to coat his underside. And as his nose bent downward to touch the grass, he caught it.

There was a pack here. And maybe, just maybe, they'd take pity on him. Not that he needed it.

But when he took a good look at himself, bringing his eyes back to the grizzled chest between two broad shoulders; goddamn, he was downright pitiful. And so his decision was made. Closer to the border he draws, all but trudging, before he stops to shake out the riverwater. All he had to do now was hope someone would notice his presence before he had to make a scene.