Lost Creek Hollow it's the only way for me

Hōkūlani Halu. Her response was quick, lacking the necessary hesitation. She was eager.

She resists the urge to circle the man, size him up as though he were an elk she planned to rip into and devour. No, she will be sweet. As sweet as she can be, that is.

She offers a smile, her eyes squinting ever so slightly. Where have you come from, Winter's Wake? You have a lovely coat. Her tone is gentle, admiring. Mama would be proud - she would speak of the polite young lady she had become.