Northstar Vale fish food

He smiles to her laugh, however brief it may have been. I'm glad... His words spoke only soothingly and serious. Good friends, worth risking your own life like that... they're hard to come by. The only one Olo could remotely think of as such was Ovid, who had raised him up and trained him like a mentor and older brother would do. Although with the Nereides wolves on the move, who knew where Ovid was now. 

She laughs yet again, a tone which he heard little of on the island while most women kept a hard face before the men amongst them. He enjoyed it and as she relaxed to look out over the landscape of her home, he too stretched out his legs and looked to the Vale, fitted with everything they needed: the protection of the mountains to help ward off trespassers and to hunt off of, spots of small lakes around, a river running straight through, forested areas between stretches of meadow. It was quite a catch, this was certain. 

Its been quite nice here so far, peaceful, inviting... Aiolos speaks, drifting off as he looked yet still beyond. I do miss living by the Sea but this place sure does bring some competition.