Silvertip Mountain My heart knows things my mind resists

Spectra seemed pretty worried about the potential of an avalanche falling down around them if they talked to loud and Fitz smiled gently. "Don't worry about that. You would have to be as loud and as strong as an earthquake to cause it to avalanche." He looked up at the snow covered tips and wondered if it could also be more dangerous in the winter when more snow piled on. He didn't mention this though.

She explained how the stars worked and he found it fascinating. Once he had dreamed a dream about following an arrow in the sky that lead him to another naturalist where he had learnt lots of information, but it had been just that - a dream. He marvelled at her talent but found it difficult to answer her question, so it took it be rhetorical. "That's very impressive," he told her, genuine with his words, "I don't have much affinity for the stars myself and so I concentrate on herbs and plant life so if we ever need to find them in a hurry I can locate or point others in right direction. I'm also branching out into natural occurrences too - hence my visit here."