Whitebark Stream adamo

no information given. célnes remained a closed tome, resistant to germanicus' attempts to read the pages. no matter. "a great forest," he answered with the same vague nature she had offered. he was not hungry; the guardian offered the strange woman from the burned land his catch, but if she did not take it, he would bury it there upon the shore.

"patrol?" he grunted, a rustgrey ear flicking as he motioned toward the edge of the trees. "i found the scent of lynx not far from whitebark," germanicus explained, setting off toward the path there. "we should see that it has gone its own way."