Morningside Cuesta Surviving can be the worst kind of pain

Apologies it's short! And you're now properly titled! <3

His ears swiveled back as he caught the woman's near quiet whisper of gratitude, though the male's golden gaze softening as he watched the scarred female for a moment before his stare gradually averted to Sunspot as she began to take over the situation. The mercenary's paw shift upon the grass as he began to take his leave, but slowly he stopped, allowing his head to turn as he called back to their newest member, his tone warmer than before and a small smile present, ”Welcome to Moringside, Liri.” And with a small bow of his head, to both Liri and Sunspot, the leader turned away and swiftly jogged his way along the border., continuing in his work of marking the edges of the Cuesta.