Ravenshook Cliffs slipping down, down, down

he felt guilty, ridiculous as it was, for the sadness that colored lucas's face at his sentiment. hoping to lift the mood again, he smiled, shaking his head at the boy's first question. it's just me, for now, govinda said. perhaps a pack will form there, eventually. if i can lure enough wolves to tolerate me, he added, chuckling. enough wolves that don't know what you've done--but that didn't need to be said, just now.

coconuts are fruits that grow on these trees, that look very different from any other tree around here, he explained. they look like big, fuzzy brown rocks. anyway, a grove is a group of these trees. it's quite lovely, even if the trees are bare for winter. his gaze grew wistful, as if he were homesick already after only a few days of wandering. it would be nice to have a traveling companion on the way back.

he wagged his tail, lifting his chin in query. should we leave these wretched cliffs and head that way? he asked, grinning.