Land of Awe

The conversation between the two was rather easy despite how intimidating talking to such a brilliant wolf might be. They were both impressed with the fauna here, as his companion mentioned they highly respected anything with horns or antlers. Song chuckled, not knowing the story the man conjured in his mind but guessing at some kind of encounter with the pointy end of one of the animals. He perked his ears as the other offered him a question, he wasn’t from the north. No, he was not but it seemed his newly met acquaintance was not either.

Song shook his head, ”No, I’m not from anywhere near here.” He told him, alluding to his birthplace. Ahlon was the ancestral home of the Destruction family, and like his grandmother before him he’d been born there. ”Song Destruction, by the way. I’ve been enjoying it more than I expected. I may have to set up camp somewhere I’ve become so fond.” He chuckled softly. ”Know of any good places? You seem to have more knowledge of the area than myself.”