Well, good news. You got a handsome face here. There's peaks down the river and a girl who speaks another language at the camp. He snorted with heavy amusement. As if things had suddenly fallen into place for the both of them.
Although Loach could hardly fathom when the question had been turned on him.
A thoughtful hum rattled his throat as he leaned along Clouse. Fur brushed forward and backward as they continued onward. Although the pace seemed to be as casual as it could get. You're the most fun I've indulged in in a long while. He admitted with a casual shrug.
Currently I spend my days poking around the woods. I've been thinking about going to see the mountains further south. He jutted his chin lazily. Then his warm gaze rebounded back to his...uh, no title.