Dragoncrest Cliffs some flowers only bloom for the moon

He hums quietly, as if thinking about it. Perhaps he does not have to go. Perhaps he can choose against and stay with her and Eske. The fact one half of those she is most fond of is leaving isn’t very high on her desires and he quickly dashes any hope when he announces his responsibility. Furi frowns, ears drooping against the back of her head, and she lowers her chin to the ground and rests it upon her paws. “But you’ll come back soon, right?” she asks then. She knows the answer is yes… or she hopes it is, but hearing him say it will be all that matters in that moment.