Blacktail Deer Plateau checking up

Harlyn had wondered where Luke had slinked off to after he had reunited her with Mordecai.  She'd wanted to thank him.  Hell, she wanted to tackle him to the ground and shower him with hugs and gratitude.  But, he had vanished.  Which the druid couldn't fault him for - it had turned into a third wheel sort of situation rather quickly.  Still, she was eager to see him again.


Which is why she was up and trotting eagerly towards the borders of the Plateau the moment she heard his song upon the wind.  It took a little while to make it out from the depths of the territory and to the white wolf's presence, but her excitement didn't fail her in spite of the minutes that passed.  When finally, she was cantering eagerly up to him, a broad smile split across her muzzle.  It was just so good to see his blue nose!  "Luke!" she called out happily as she slowed to a trot, still closing the distance between them until she was near enough to plant a happy, friendly kiss upon his cheek, "How are you!  Where did you disappear to?  I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you go, I was so caught up in seeing Mordecai again!"