Firestone Hot Springs Sight seeing my life

Once again, FitzDutiful was left speechless by the young one in front of him. He seemed to have such an old soul in a young body. FitzDutiful had been told that he had never acted his years - this boy was a grandfather compared to what he had been.

"I'm FitzDutiful," he said, "Soon to be alpha of Silvertip Moutain." He felt a need to impress the wolf in front of him. Him and his gods too. "May I ask who you are?" He got the awful impression that without prompting the dark chocolate figure would only introduce himself if the great bears gave him leeway too. Who knew if they'd do that?