Blackfoot Forest rippling out through his past and future

Slavik could only agree with what Winterbane said, about this forest being rancid. Though he didn’t exactly feel the same way about it as a whole as his company did. He thought it was rather mystical, and while he too would likely never settle here, he found it quite exciting. He shrugged at Winterbane’s final statement, and glanced around him, I don’t know, it’s not that bad. It’s definitely unique, he said. There was a light pause before Slavik decided it was time for introductions, he dipped his head as he did so, a sign of friendly respect back at his home on the plains. I’m Slavik by the way, he said, then waited expectantly for a response.