The Heartwood decorate this silence

A bit desolate, innit? she asked. He seemed... vaguely familiar, but since she couldn't put a name to his face, she figured she was only imagining things. It was one of the first places I checked out, but I don't think it could support a pack, she rambled on, There's plenty of good pickings around here, though. A spooky forest, a couple of lakes, some mountains over that way. This one looks like it burned down a few years ago, but I swear I can still smell it. Gonna be another few before it's of any use to anybody.

My oh my, was she feeling talkative today or what?