Horizon

Suffers from gout/arthritis.

Collected beargrass, banded mottlegill, death-camas.

You don't always get closure. Heart attacks are cruel.

Big shaggy grey'n'timber wolf. Got a tufty back full of silver guard hairs. Reddish ears. Hard hazel eyes.

A hoarding, crotchety old man who is disinterested as hell about your politics and drama. He'll help if he feels like it, otherwise he'll ignore you.

Arrived Late Spring, HY2

• If you were born growing up through winter, you'd be pretty grouchy and bitter, too.
• You think he cares about his family? No? Good, you're finally catching on.
• Where'd he come from, where's he gonna go, fuck off does he look like some cotton-eye joe to you. He settles where he likes for a while and leaves when he gets sick of someplace, does it matter where he came from, he's here now and you're stuck with him.

{Evelyn} -- Princess Freak. Freak. Princess. His ugly, freaky, princess. She does what he asks. She's nice to him. She's loyal. He is protective of her. He might project more than he means to onto her life.

{Fern} -- Sorry.