Whitefish River Winter, wintery, winter

sorry I had muse for him and Now i just am blah for him..i don't think i'll keep him long.

He chuckled and waved his tail merrily. Yes'm dat's my name, but youse, youse kin call me fleet if it tickles yir fancy. He studied her, she held herself with a regal air, he enjoyed it. Made him smile in a bit of amusement, not because it was funny. Just because he was always smiling.

Well nice da meet ya dawlin. I'm new 'ere fo' sho. Queen Cara. He tasted her name it was a easy enough name even for his accent, and the rough and tumble way he spoke. He was mostly a cajin man at heart, but in his travels throughout his youth he had picked up countless other ways of talking, some easy some hard. He could speak some other languages too, though he didn't do that too much.

Fresh air es always a good ding. Always. I'm passin' true chile. Jest passin' true. Thought 'bout settlin' down, but jest don't know if its fir me.