Broken Boulder knocking down doors

His ears stood tall at the voice that asked him a question. "Ya." An accent heavily laced his simple word. Ulf let his head give a few frantic nods. "I'm lost." At least he thought he was. Did this stranger know him? Ulf's good eye examined the stranger who didn't look familiar. Perhaps they had met only on his blind side.

"You know me?" His head tilted ever so slightly as he rattled his brain for a clue. Why else would the stranger talk to him if he didn't know him?