Fox's Glade Frolicking In The Meadowsss

Korei! What a name. He wondered if it had a meaning but didn't think too hard on the subject; she was talking a bit more now and remained a bit skittish, but if Cinqefoil was anything, he was a pushy son-of-a-bitch and was more than willing to press her for further conversation. He was new to these parts after all, and the wanderer needed to know where he was.

Ah, well I am not a stranger now! He pointed out with a grin. Anois, I would appreciate knowin' where I am, lass. What is this place? He took his attention away from her as he spoke and made a show of looking around, striding eagerly in one direction then another, his head up and eyes roaming.