King Elk Forest make me feel so high

She is surprised that he remembers her name.  She had been so insignificant in the recruiting process and even more absent until lately.  Her head cranes over in a deep bow at the man, and she nods at him.  Yes.  Traianus?  As she remembered, his name had been quite a mouthful but she enjoyed its heaviness, the many vowels it had contained.  Trajan?  This one was a little easier on the tongue.

The fawn weaves between the trees, brushing against them casually before looking back at him.  Of course.  She offers a smile in his direction before waiting for him to lead the way. How have you been?