Lost Creek Hollow Poison and Whine

He'd lead the way, then. It'd be a mindless trek, which actually sounded nice. Otters were noisy, so if one was nearby, it'd probably be splashing away. 

Had he really not told her yet? She hadn't told him, either, though, so he didn't feel too bad. 

"It's Pepper." 

He initially thought the feminine name was a result of his father's predisposed hatred toward him, but soon found out the name was his mother's choice. He had grown to like it, though. 

"You?"