Rolling Stone

Karabela took a moment to take in the view. That was something she never seemed to get tired of here. The Knolls and the lower territories of Abaven had their beauties but nothing like the Maw. She felt the harshness of the living here made the beauty seem even more stunning in contrast to the ragged edges of the mountain ranges. She liked being able to see far, to look out and feel like the world was resting at her feet. She turned back to Tonrar as he spoke. It seemed he was settling in well and she was glad to hear it. Startling a new life in a new land was always a bit awkward at first and their group was still small and new. She nodded in answer to his question. "I've been enjoying the view as well and also trying to track some game but I was on a dry trail. The patterns of game are taking some getting used to in these mountains. I'm used to hunting on flat plains." She hoped her admission wouldn't make him see less of her or think she was mad. Settling in a land she wasn't raised in, didn't regularly hunt in, maybe she was crazy but she had always been a skilled explorer and a quick learner. "Have you had a chance to visit with any of your packmates yet? I think everyone is still settling in yet so don't worry if it seems a bit quiet."

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