Dawnlark Plains I gotta pocketful, pocketful of sunshine

he did not know the thoughts swirling around in her mind but he did understand when her smile fell, and he immediately sought to rectify the situation.  

yes.  i will visit.  i will.  it was a promise, and one he intended on keeping.  but he was not ready to tie himself down yet — he had always been this way, even when he was with his brothers he had often traveled past the borders for indefinite periods.  such was the life of a scout.  such was the life of a drifter.

he was just unaware of what lay in wait for him when he returned to shadow mountain, and how much longer it would be before he returned to her.