FishTreeDogWorm She doesn't say much, and scurries after him. Curious of what's up next. Ah... Don't go too quick... Where should I place this...? Do you want it now...? She gestures with the ''gift'' in ner hands.
Flying_Tonk Quṕyċe: "If it is safe, handle it to me please" As they walked back to the camp, Ÿrÿn would be able to see twenty Dze riders and three additional...¿human riders? they were not native riders either...curious ((now we move to Cold Company))
