Broken Boulder milton wants new friends

thank you for starting milton!!!

he's making a habit of at least passing by the border, an old routine from the early days of tindómë that gives him a sense of stability he's been lacking. not that he feels better, but it's something. 

delight doesn't get to dwell: something catches his eye -- a scent he doesn't recognize. oh, one of the new members, he thinks, watching the stranger... what is he doing? it looks joyful (ugh).  it's too late to beat a retreat, though, so the chancellor straightens up slightly and and chuffs to announce his presence, tilting his head as he approaches.