Thunder Dome twai

There was a prickling under his skin lately, an uncomfortable feeling that he didn't know how to address. Not wanting to bring the energy to his homeland, he left for a while, skirting the back half of the territory that he was less familiar with—and then beyond into fully unclaimed land.

This, of course, brought new faces—new situations that he was wholly unprepared to deal with.

He gave a gentle whuff to the rangy woman, not halting his pace as he continued to walk among the pines. If she was interested in anything he had to offer, she would call back, and he would answer. If not, he would move on.