KNUTE BERG Lost was perhaps the best word for the male to use. He walked about unsurely, openly showing himself to be a stranger to these parts. Knute made careful note of where he had found himself. A water source - a lake. There seemed to be nothing disrupting the water surface. He wouldn't be entirely surprised if the coolness in the air kept any wildlife in the water from popping up. He would have considered taking a dip but with the season it was perhaps that wasn't the smartest decision. He kept moving along the lake's shore. Water wasn't exactly for him anyway. There had to be somewhere more fruitful around this place.

Torin wasn't sure what kept drawing him back to the lake, his mind once again turning to the blue eyed girl- No! He squashed that idea where it was, she hadn't come back and he really needed to realize he'd been right to question her motives, because clearly he'd been a simple distraction to her... not even one whod' been worth returning to. He couldn't explain the tightening of his chest at that thought. It was ridiculous really, they were strangers and she had used him, so why did he feel so bad? His normally impassive expression was drawn into a frown and he had stopped in his tracks, ears pulled back slightly as he dwelled on what could only be described as a self-destructive path. He was so wrapped up that he was unaware of an approaching stranger, another oddity for the normally observant Torin. "Silent Treatment" & Deep thoughts

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