Whitefish River Afraid of the Empty but Too Safe on the Shore

His pack member revealed himself to have the name of Dante. He then proceeded to take part of the blame for having not met the others of the pack. A sign that he was of respectful quality, but Howl felt no need to argue a point that was merely a sentiment. He was much more looking forward to tending to his aching muscles, which Dante had no objection to.

Howl nodded his head to his new acquaintance and slowly entered the water. Little by little, he immersed himself into the water until it rose up to his chest and he could dip in and out of the water when he pleased like a lazy bobber. It was a refreshing feeling though the sorer parts of him began to sting a little.

His journey was then called into question. Something Howl had no issue answering. He had been to plenty of places before and recounted his experiences to many. "No one specific place. I'd been traveling the Sunspire Mountain range as of late" he answered. "Anywhere near where you resided before making your home here?" he asked in return. It wasn't uncommon for those asking about one's travels to have traveled themselves.