Moonspear i should live in salt

The insight into the bear encounter was an easy listen, of course. He nodded along--because naturally, he had a lucky way of being out or elsewhere when the interesting things went down on the slopes lately. At least the ones like that, and the wildcat a while ago too. Good to know, he said. He appreciated the sentiment for a maybe next time with a low rumble back and a shoulder-to-shoulder bump, perhaps. Not to say that he wanted there to be more invading bears, but he wanted a chance at an opportunity like that to haze a bear.. just a bit.

Anyway, as suspected, his brother was keen to join the goat hunt. Right? It's overdue, he chuffed a low laugh. So this rain needs to go soon, he huffed, and slowed enough to give his coat a shake. He intended to tell others in the family, but Osiris was the first to know so far besides Bronco. I want to find a good place to hunt them soon, and to do so, he needed to go up into some of their higher valleys possibly, and he didn't need soaking sheets of rain or misty haze constantly if he was scouring around in places he didn't normally go.