Hoshor Plains a place and a people

the brutal beast had beaten the wrangler to the borders where dutch's call had risen — primarily for his wife. though he understands the logic of it: dutch knew nephele better, it rankles him just a little bit. perhaps that their marriage had come about out of attraction and loneliness and practicality rather than sentiment picks at whatever insecurities arktos pretends not to have.

dreven, a greeting and grin offered. this is dutch. he's a ...friend. friend was used loosely, if only because the two of them knew each other's names and faces and once, for a brief few days, dutch had been his leader.

nephele's on a diplomatic tour, makin' nice with our neighbors, an easy grin paints itself upon arktos' lips though it's clear the warbear has no taste for such things. what brings you to our parts o' the wilds?