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"Barton City," Shoneah repeated with a frown. "Where is this place, this Barton City? It is a place I have never heard of before."

She was well aware of the size of her world and that there were many more places in it than she could ever hope to visit, but that didn't mean that she knew the names of many of the places outside of her own mountains. She had never intended to travel beyond her mountain home, why would she bother worrying about the other places out there? They had nothing to do with her.

Shoneah recognized the names of his country and continent, and she had a rough idea of where they were located.

"I am of the Aquinnashua people," she told him. "We are a wandering people, and we live in the mountains." In return, she told him the countries her people migrated through, and the continent on which they were located - a quarter way around the world from where he was from.

Then she looked around. "But where are we now?" she questioned aloud. "Why are we here? And where do we go from here?"

To her, there was no question but that they had to stick together. He had already almost been attacked by a dragon, and she simply refused to even consider leaving him on his own. It would be tantamount to murder in her opinion.

Shoneah nodded slowly, her pale eyes thoughtful. "Though when we find people," she murmured, "I suggest that we scout them out before alerting them of our presence. Not everyone is friendly, and we are in their territory, wherever we are."

She stepped towards the man and held out one hand to him. "I am Shoneah Adoeete Silverbirch," she introduced herself, her name rolling off her tongue smoothly despite the odd sound it would have to those who did not speak her language. "Aquinnashua tracker and warrior."

Shoneah put one hand to her brow and looked around. "I came from that direction," she said, pointing back the way she'd come, "and there was nothing there. Perhaps deeper into the trees?"

She gestured towards the opposite direction and looked to Eron for approval.

Shoneah pulled one pistol from its holster and opened its bullet chamber.

"What do you have in there?" she asked curiously, pulling a cartridge from her belt and inserting it into the chamber. "It's best we know all our resources."

She flipped the chamber shut again and returned the pistol to its holster, then repeated the action with her other one.

Shoneah didn't like the sounds of what the man was carrying. Most of it would be useless if they had to fight for their survival.

At his question, she raised her hands in a what-you-see-is-what-you-get sort of motion. "Two pistols, one sword, and a hunting knife," she said simply.

Which reminded her.

"We should eat before we go anywhere," she said, nodding at the dragon she'd slain. "It's been hours since I've had anything and I'm famished, and we're going to need our strength. Think you could find some wood for a fire?"

She knelt next to the dragon and pulled her thick hunting blade from its hidden sheath in the back of her waistband.

By the time Eron had gathered enough wood for a fire, Shoneah had pried enough scales off the dragon to get at the meat beneath.

"Well, wherever we are, this dragon is like the ones back home," she commented, more for the sake of conversation than anything else. "We should get what we can from it that would be useful before we go anywhere, too."

In her head, she began to make a list of the parts they would need to take with them.