Whitefish River So start me up and watch me go.

a typical story, saarthal supposed, a sour taste rising from the back of her throat. she swallowed, pushing it down. everyone had different stories, details which changed the narrative - she shouldn't be so quick to judge, so quick to hate. it was stupid. stupid, stupid stupid. after all, her story, boiled down to the essentials, was basically the same. there was nothing she could say.

"same as you. i'm not doing much. just wandering," saarthal smiled quietly, a quick last second decision made to hide the fact that she was travelling with several other girls. unnecessary details. "are you going to settle anytime soon?"