Big Salmon Lake voice-bearer

I will gladly take your word for it! Fjall laughed, glad for the compliment. He could shower her with more as well, but he did not know if she would continue to be flattered.

Beneath the scents of the many miles she had walked to get here, there was the cologne of others – familial in nature – clinging to the skin of her. Fjall was not keen on being away from his pack, when he had one, so he wondered what had brought her here alone. Perhaps she was just starting her own spirit walk? She seemed about that age, anyway.

But, oh! She was only on a day-trip. Not some grand adventure. I am not so much traveling anymore as I am trying to decide my next path. He could feel a somberness threatening to bring down his mood at the mention of it, but Fjall squashed it down. I’m of the moonpeople, if you know them, since she lived nearby? I’m... thinking about returning to one of their villages. It was a big decision, he felt.