Swiftcurrent Creek the absence ceases

Raziel dipped his head politely and uttered a soft "Thanks," and listened as Falwasi spoke. She said it came from the fallow deer but did not choose to elaborate. Not that it really mattered, the greyscale male could do with less useless information in his head and more survival techniques. "How are you adjusting to the Creek?," Raz shrugged, a small smile touching his features. "Its fine, could do with more dangerous icy mountains though." he said jokingly.

"Haven't really met anyone yet, so I can't really say...."