Wapun Meadow Sweet Melody

His invitation newly accepted, Frederick couldn't help but grin, tail waving similarly. Another friend from these lands, the Teekons, she said, which he silently filed in the library of his mind as the name of these regions. Most certainly, I'll visit you, Milana. He did hope that she found friends amongst her packmates, too. Such a woman didn't deserve to feel lonely within her own home.

We're friends, so feel free to call me Fred, if you like. when he'd offered the nickname to another before, he had been declined, so he wondered if the woman would take it. And, when he thought back to Lestan, he figured he could make another offer: And I may be at the creek for a while--Swiftcurrent Creek. Your leaders may know of them, so if you wish to visit me, I'll be there.

Pushing himself up, Frederick peered into the stream for a moment. He wasn't particularly keen on eating frog. Are you hungry? He asked the woman. Perhaps I could catch you something, he sniffed the air for a moment, hunt scent somewhere nearby. Finally..! --As a token of our new friendship. The man smiled rather invitingly, his tail continuing to sway in a raised position.