Please Fix My Maps

Bighorn Basin - Wyoming

Their pace is leisurely at best since they are traveling in the dark of night off road. In addition, they have a slower pace to conserve energy; thinking about the long haul and not the short term. Perrine can be heard speaking softly back and worth with his travel companions like an intermediary. Whisp is off flying silently ahead and relaying information about the terrain with his night vision. Then Perrine informs Luna, who makes the necessary micro adjustments to keep the wagon on a safe and proper course.

When Sophie speaks up, Perrine listens. He offers her a smile, nod in agreement and prayer hands to indicate that he would be most grateful for her to do just that. He knows he is no master cartographer in this altered alien landscape and welcomes the assistance.

“Dank yoo.” He replies.

They return to the routine and grind of their traveling when Perrine decides to indulge his curiosity.

“What is yoo stori?” He finally manages to get out after three failed stuttering mispronunciations. He hopes she would be willing to share a little bit more about herself and her companion.