Golden Glade a noble band of warriors

@Niamh - set directly after our first thread. <3

They had left the thicket behind and had trekked across a stretch of land until they were met with towering maples. Spring had afforded them new buds that were flowering in beads of crimson and russet against a brown backdrop. Even the birds found the new life to be favorable to their nests and they twittered softly overhead while the Nord and his companion passed beneath the boughs of the looming trees. The sun flickered through the branches, casting them in a golden glow that warmed Kodlak’s coat and bathed his frame in fever. Once he had found a suitable place to rest in the shade, the Nord turned to Niamh and smiled before he stretched himself out and propped himself up on his roughly coated elbows.
 
“These trees are appealing. I can only imagine what color they will take when the fall comes,” he remarked softly to her. The premise of fall was near to his heart. Fall brought chilling nights and the first snows before winter swept through with her gritty, icy claws. Once it snowed, Kodlak was certain that he would feel more of a comfort in their lands. “Very well, you had requested more tales of my homeland. What would you like to know, huntress Niamh?”