Luneshale Pass I don't know what's going on, but it's gonna get better

His peace was interupted by a woman, and though he did not know her by name Arslan was sure he had seen her before. It's a good day for it. The sun is high, and it's nearly the season for dispersals. Which meant new meat making it's way through unfamiliar territrory.

Who are you? He asked, stretching out a back leg. He knew he should get into the habit of being more guarded, but letting that sort of energy kick in would ruin his oncoming nap. Not worth it - he'd rather die sleepy.