Honeyed Pasture take off all the thoughts of what we've been

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Engel had been coming back from Moonspear, it seemed like a nice place. It had been a pleasant trip, nothing startling or upsetting along the way. As he was going along, he saw that there was a wolf with fur that seemed to look, as he would put it, a sun in the sky. Such a fur tone. Engel pushed those thoughts back, he wasn't like that anymore. 

Yet still, he approached them. "Well hey there. Would I happen to be close the coast?" he knew he was, but why not strike up conversation? He was in no rush.