Arrow Lake not because you can

Easthollow rang a bell. Two weeks ago Elfie had met with Arlette, who also lived in the same pack. This coincidence, made him give a quick, but a more thorough look at Newt, wondering, what his relation to the pretty girl was. And though he could not tell it from the looks, he knew instantly that, what he saw, he could not compete with. This tall, muscular and healthy guy to the scrawny discoloured toerag he was.

"I live in Diaspora," he said, accepting the fact that some people in this world were luckier than he was. "Ain't you far from home?" he asked, because he had got an impression that Newt's pack was somewhere far away and this lake area and mountains techincally belonged to Mahler.