Porcupine Ridge Dread in my heart

no worries

Dreven followed her. Or more he followed her voice. Or carried her around or pushed her onward. B3cause if she had her way they'd stop so much they'd never get anywhere.



Each break he rolled his eyes, but stopped to let her breathe. He had patience in spades. He had learned it the hard way. Though this was an easier time than he was used too honestly.


There was new scents here and Dreven couldn't quite get over the unease. But outwardly he seemed nonplussed