Rising Sun Valley lorewatch

"yes, of course," lestan mumbled without thinking. astute sense had traveled all the rising sun, and with no hesitation he led them to where he knew a mingled forest of spruce and aspen to be. there would be some protection from the snow there, and a ground heaped high with deadfall and studded with boulders might offer even more.
when they arrived, the tracker shook white gathering from his coat and gave a subdued wag of his tail. "i'm lestan mayfair, of swiftcurrent creek. i m-met winter's wake l-last autumn."
he breathed on his paws for warmth.