PICK YOUR POISON, IGNORE YOUR PURPOSE

"Beartooth?" Oh, the sound of his name from a woman's mouth. He loved it. She seemed happy to see him, so he knew he didn't mess up his chance with her just yet. "Where have you been? Was that you I heard, claiming a new land?" He smiled at her as he neared her, his head nodding. "It was me, I've taken Tarben!" He said excitedly. "I've been around, here there and everywhere and finally decided it was about time I lay claim." He grinned, his soft blue eyes looking to meet her own.

"What about you, I haven't seen you since . . . Well since we were connected. Where have you been?" He asked, puzzled but eagerly joyed that she was here. "I . . . I missed you, and I'm very happy you're here." He said softly, standing right before he smaller frame.

Beartooth;