Northstar Vale eclipse

The response was terse. Tryphon flicked his attention away from the bird and focused on Warbone for a moment, on his proximity more than any actual feature about him, seemingly more nervous than he was. Yes, Tryphon was apprehensive. He was naturally shy, especially of those with power. He wasn't afraid for his own safety at this point though. Having lived among these wolves for the past few weeks had afforded him some comfort at least.

I'm not sure, he admitted (probably too readily). The boy side-stepped and then craned his neck, looking back to the gathering of wolves in the distance. He couldn't tell them apart. They were all obscured by distance, and each was a hazy gray shape in the distance. But... That is no reflection upon you, or Saena. It had always been difficult for the boy to fit in, anywhere. He thought this time it would be different. Maybe things were too different? Or maybe thinking he could let go of Saghani, of the sea, of everything from before, was just fantasy. Tryphon hummed thoughtfully to himself, then added: I'm not sure of my role.