Two Rivers Isle invisible string

Ah, there she was. Winterbourne turned warm eyes to Ingiullik as she called out, tail swaying slowly for a few moments while she made her way to his side. A gentle, playful bump of his hip against her own was his only greeting for now. He pressed his flank to hers in a subtle gesture of possession and turned his eyes back to the woman.

Seems we're in the same sorta boat, He commented amiably. Winterbourne's the name. My wife and I are looking for a place, too. Guess this one's taken, though, honeybee. His last words were directed to Ingiullik, still as good-natured as ever.