The Heartwood Feel It All Without You

Mordecai did not keep them waiting long.  Harlyn regarded him with an affectionate smile as he approached, answering his silent question just as quietly with a dip of her muzzle towards his golden relation.  She would leave it for Andalusia to introduce herself, not wanting to steal her thunder.  She seemed to get the hint as she parted her lips to greet him just a moment later.


Harlyn waited for her to finish before glancing back at Mordecai, a smile trailing across her muzzle.  "It seems these lands are just crawling with Ostregas," she mused with a grin.  She certainly wasn't complaining, of course.  Lotan had been perfectly nice, Andalusia was simply breathtaking and Mordecai... Well, Mordecai was her world.