Verdigris Ravine To unexplain the unforgivable

Perhaps he ought to have asked how far they needed to travel. By the time they made their way to their destination, Talisman’s feet were aching terribly. He was pretty sure his pads were cracked. And the route hadn’t even been particularly scenic. It all put him in sort of a bad mood.

He cheered a little when they finally came to a stop and Candle called for her brethren. Talis’s blue eyes combed over their surroundings, then bounced to an approaching figure. He felt the air stir when his escort rushed forward to greet a one-eyed man.

Talisman blinked at the frank question, his mouth opening and shutting before he said, Er, I’m just visiting, I think? I don’t know much of anything about your tribe. I’d like to learn though.