Hushed Willows sugar magnolia

The rain had abated for the day and once again he had turned up empty handed. It was discouraging to say the least, though by then he had at least roped in a couple of others into looking for Pippin. With Harlyn laid up and the majority of his time spent out, it left him with little time to try and reconnect with his children. So much had happened so fast that his head spun, but maybe that was lack of sleep that left him woozy.

Still, when he caught sight of Silas in the foothills, he could not help but direct his attention towards his darker-haired son. "Looks like you've been working hard," he called out to him, pulling a smile to his face. It was no doubt the weary sort, though he tried to push past it.