Whitebark Stream adamo

"A forest will always be a home." They came to a similar homeland she presumed, but knew he was not near her own parts. Such a secluded part, and he with such a gray pelt, would be unwelcomed. She didn't let such ugly thoughts come forth and continued on with a friendly smile, a slight glance toward him before they continued walking in peace.

"Sure," she said, "was it fresh?"