Neverwinter Forest a thousand rubies, sometimes more

Kieran had slid from the den early, had made his patrols more often, more distinct. Though every part of him wished to attack the leader of the mountain pack, deep down he knew Scimitar wouldn't like it. Kieran couldn't quite name why he was so protective, he always had been, but it was becoming an obsession. Perhaps he was fearful deep down somewhere that something would happen as before. Because finally, finally he was happy.

He knew Kaskara had also started patrolling more often and with a fervor much like him. So he was not surprised when he caught her scent on the wind nearby. Realizing that he had some time to walk with her, he increased his stride, but not so much so that he was trotting, no just a faster walk. He however, didn't approach too close to her, as she was talking to another and he didn't wish to interrupt their conversation. So with a small dip of his head, he walked near and watched and waited, giving Kaskara gentle chuff hello and another dip to his head to the male.