Morningside Cuesta It's fare thee well my old lover

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Torn ears twitched, pivoting back as the sound of Grayday's howl echoed throughout the cuesta and Sylvas shook his pelt vigorously as a disheartened feeling began to come over him. The thought of moving had gradually sank in before his disappearance, but having been  absent from the lands for some time and only just recently returning, made it slightly more difficult to leave. 

Though regardless of his emotions, Sylvas' golden eyes peered in the direction of Gray's summons, his large paws soon shifting upon the ground as he began to make his way toward the distant hill.