Heron Lake Plateau running low on words

The other male seemed content to step out of this interaction and that was fine by him. His attention drifted back to the female before him. Her words struck him as odd at first but he merely nodded. Whatever worked for her, he just wanted a clear answer on what they wanted with him — to stay or go.

Slower this time and with a bit more lip movement for her sake he repeated his name. Behemoth. It felt odd at first, and almost insulting, but she had asked for him to repeat it. He could only hope he had done a better job this time around. His head bobbed again at her guardian question. It was indeed what he had announced to her. I met others from here before. They had been folks I could get along with. It was not much but it meant something to him. The area is nice too. He admitted with a small shrug of his shoulders.