Ocean's Breath Plateau Go, baby, go! Win, place, show!

A bright smile lit up the plains of his face. So Heph and Phox were official were they. He brushed a paw along his muzzle and listened closely. Ears forward, eyes on Phox. So she wanted a bride price. She hadn't come to him, but he had promised he would.

I will give you one if she hasn't. I promised her I would.

Rodyn still wasn't 100% certain what he would ask of Phox. But he could think of something. Heph was not a wolf that liked many riches, but she was a wolf that liked beautiful sights. So he wondered what could this man bring to Heph to tickle her beauty bone.

There were many pretty birds, he could ask for three different colors of feathers, maybe the speckled pelt of a beast? Seashells? Or river rocks.