Moosemeat isn't so bad.. Thought Alexi to himself.
"Yeah. Never been too far south myself."
Alexi put away the carving he was working on, whittled away from the appearance of a wolf, it now looked like a bear. Hitch had handed him a hand drawn map of moderate quality. It was marked with the...
The wind blew colder than usual for the month of March. The winter still clung to the land, even though the trees had once again become green there was still snow on the ground. The mountains cast a grey silhouette against the pale blue sky. Not a cloud was in the sky to block the distant sun...