Whitebark Stream Whose weapon is his word,

he was perceptive, though not accusatory. had germanicus not spoken with the woman who appeared to lead them, he would have thought nothing of it. but as the meet wore on, the muted yellow gaze traveled over each of the three, resting on the silent man.

"of course," he rumbled in answer to artyom's suggestion. an herb store. so they had meant to stay close, germanicus surmised, reminded again of that mysterious hollow in the earth.

stepping forward, he turned his muzzle first toward the dark woman, then her lighter female companion. lastly the man, though his glance was more cursory there. "i can also help to carry anything you need."

who were these three?