Greatwater Lake i was born sick

Her answer caused a small smirk to tug on his features. Curiosity — the curse of a stranger. He didn't have any big fancy reason and if that was to disappoint the inky female then so be it. Kalganov had a feeling this wouldn't be her first disappointment and it likely wouldn't be her last. Life was full of piss poor surprises — such as himself.

I take it you're on your way to the ocean then? He asked as he casually glanced over her form. She was pretty enough for him to admire. Kalganov didn't exactly have a type but she was by no means ugly. It seemed there were plenty of small, delicate females here.

He had half a mind to rope her into his shenanigans but she smelled faintly (but enough) of others, a tell-tale sign of a pack wolf.