Dragoncrest Cliffs some would sing and some would scream

If Arlo had someone at his side as he moved along the borders, he’s certain they would have gone after the woman without question. There hadn’t been a call in the air to indicate someone lurking on the outside but something else keeps him grounded. She submits, dipping her head so not to counter his own posture, but he does not relax. His posture remains stiff as she speaks but his ears swivel when Wildfire’s name comes into play. Whether or not she’s telling the truth, he finds himself curios to know what they talked about and what would bring her here with unfinished business.

He takes a moment to look over the woman with scars on her body and wounds that seem a little stale. There isn’t much he likes just by looking at the straggler and before he wastes Wildfire’s time with a call, he’d rather find out as much as he possibly can.

“What is it you want from her?”