Swiftcurrent Creek earth skills

She was silent—though he didn’t take it as insult. If anything, he idly wondered if she would be the perfect companion for Moss—two steadfast and silent guardians who worked with little spoken,

At her next words, he considered. “What interests you most?” Champagne eyes were sharp upon her—his stocky form easing as he transitioned to what he hoped would be a casual conversation as the warmth of the sun pressed down upon him. The thaw would come soon. Snow would give way and melt, and with it, new life and spring.

He was ready for that.