Luneshale Pass Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

Now she was truly surprised. Turning to Beau she blinked, a nearly flustered feeling washing over her. "Beau!" Was the only word she managed to push out in greeting as she blinked back at the man.

He looked well, though his pelt was thinner than the last time she saw him. Had he been in the lowlands long? Had he been waiting?

Briefly, she looked ahead. She had only just entered the pass. He was only just over it's border.

He could not stay here. Not yet, at least.