Swiftcurrent Creek and mistress of the snow

Star shrugged. Very well then. She didn't see why someone could be a bad fit for the Creek unless they'd done something wrong. The way Star "avoided" gossip was by keeping to herself and being un-social. She wasn't one of many words. "I like jogging. I jog along the Creek almost every day." She told Bazi as she set off at a steady pace. Star glanced behind her, checking to see if Bazi would agree to follow or if she wanted to lead. The young eta didn't waste breath on asking, but turned back forward and continued.