Dragoncrest Cliffs wait like the dawn

The morning was still and quiet before him, frozen beneath the prominent layering of frost. Without the sun trying to peek past the clouds, he doubted much warmth to follow, and everything crunched just enough underfoot. Still, he stretched out his stride and moved confidently over the borderlands, steadily speeding up into a jog with his breath billowing.

In the absence of their commander, he was dutiful as ever in her place, and his guard was setting out to pick up where another left off. Insofar, everything was seemingly in order.. here, at least. Hard telling what it would be beyond, out in the wilds. When he reached their outermost fringes, he stole a thoughtful pause at a southern point.

He didn't know when Heda would return, or what had awaited her in Redhawk. He wanted to guess it might be soon, and awaited sign of it by the hour. The guardian in him was inclined to suspect bad news, somehow. Hux's return didn't bode well, and he'd not liked the taste of any of it one bit from the second they found Arlo dead to leaving Wildfire behind in Redhawk--too injured to do otherwise. Something was amiss, and he was miles away.

But in the end it was for the best, and for this, keeping watch at home seemed to suit him better.. until they knew more. He scuffed along to a spot where scent had only begun to fade, remarked, and moved on. Simply so.

for if anyone wants a probably short guardian thread.. bc i needed something halfway current 8)