Lost Creek Hollow I'm such a romantic,

"I'm Aerasha," the creamy wolf replied, "you're quite handsoomeee, Owlglass." Compliment to the stranger flowed with ease just as her smile of flowers. The wild always held such wonderous wolves and so many were quite the eye to see. He was like of light nature, with eyes of the rivers. Never seeing the ocean, she could not compare.

"Where you froommm?" it was a curiosity where such a man was previously from.