Firestone Hot Springs dark vacay

It was getting easier to understand them the longer they conversed and, slowly, the pieces were coming together. Though she was yet to meet him, Rodyn was well respected as head of Moontide. If Tulugak recalled correctly, it was he that led the bison hunt last summer.

How long ago that felt now.

“I will go,” she smiled softly, revelling in the sense of purpose given to her by long-one. To Morningsong and then to Moontide; it was high time she paid the seafaring village a visit. “And what is it you wish to say to him?”