Sure, you can finish it up if you want.
He had faced that question countless times, a common query as if the world was simply too busy to come find out the truth for itself. The Valley had shaped itself up to be rather unique, yet laid-back in its ways; strangers would not know the truth of such a description unless they were members themselves, dwelling in the sea-side, brilliant scenery and among the dreamers that called themselves members. Jefferson knew himself to be a horrid example of the pack — perhaps he represented its spirit under rougher circumstances, but all in all he as the leader was even hardly a creature of the pack.
"Full of loonies and dreamers," he said, a small smirk twitching at his lips as hard shadows and light alike danced over his scars and features from the fire. That was always the answer he gave — it was always the most appropriate. "Less culture than here, but just as peaceful. Tightly-knit. We keep to ourselves."
"Come see for yourself sometime," he said, starting to turn away, readying himself to leave. "AniWayans are always welcome, especially one as dedicated as you."
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