Otter Creek Dark souls stir inside me

The Pacific. Dijax's heart lifted; he had not expected to find an answer to his question so quickly. And, most of all, his heart lifted because the Pacific was off the coast of his land, too. безбрежный океан должны разделить свой дом, где я нахожусь, the arctic thought. A new lead. Perfect.

Then, the alluring wolf spoke to him in Russian. Dijax did not attempt to hide the surprise upon his features — the lady spoke English without an accent, and her Russian was near perfect, but he could tell she was not a native. "Да." He studied the female before adding: "и вы знакомы с языком?" The question was unnecessary; he would find out soon enough.

As he awaited her answer, Dijax allowed his mind to trail back to the information the woman had provided him with. The Pacific. He would make his way to the coast as soon as possible. He needed to reach the Bering Sea, which was further North as far as the tundra wolf could tell. One step at a time.