King Elk Forest winding way

*waves*!! <3

his conversation with mato has been weighing somewhat heavily on him. for all the turbulence in his young life, delight doesn't like change - but hopefully winter's approach will buy them some time to think things through, and perhaps the snow will drive more toward their borders and they won't need to think at all. at least all this heavy thinking has given the vailë something else to dwell on besides his unrequited love crush.

he is not near the borders when he hears the howl, but surprised and pleased he makes his way quickly, feeling as always the slightly twinge of longing at the soldier's absence (his scents linger faintly, reminders for the still-fresh pack of their lost numbers). the agouti girl is easy enough to find and he offers an awkward half-smile with his approach. "jomyo, hey."