Blacktail Deer Plateau the joy you give to others is the joy that comes back to you

Whatever Harlyn had been feeling - tired, hungry, achy, what have you - all of that had disappeared completely the moment Luke had said he knew Mordecai and could take her to him.  In truth, every negative emotion would have faded had he simply said he'd met him once a few years ago.  Just to find someone who knew him and could talk to her about him was such a blessing.  She needed her some Mordecai, damnit.  And it seemed that she was finally going to get some (no pun intended... or... is there??)


Harlyn bounded to a stop at Luke's side, her gaze searching the landscape as though the Ostrega would just be standing right there, waiting for them, as though he'd been expecting them.  She gave her companion a breathless smile as he spoke and then sent his voice up into the air.  Instinct willed her to join in the call, but she held quiet.  Though they had parted on good terms, her longing for him made her doubt that he would receive her well.  Nervously, she stood beside Luke, her fiery eyes trained upon the landscape.