Raven's Watch Tendencies

He knew her, and she was pleased. Harlyn smiled, any tension she felt at their reunion melting away as he came towards her with nothing but well-meaning openness emanating from him. It was gratifying to say the least, for she felt as though she owed this man so much while he had no such debt to her. He had done her such a simple, forgettable kindness, but it had been everything to Harlyn.

The druid smiled at his words, her ears slipping back demurely. The former alpha knew how to be respectful, but often it was something she had to remind herself to be. She so often in her life was the one receiving that respect, not so much giving it. But with Warbone, it came naturally. "We came to the Keep," Harlyn said, a gentle frown paling her features as concern overtook her, "You were not there." Though she had not spoken a question, her tone was imploring.