Blacktail Deer Plateau I am home, Countess

He approached the border at a slow lope, colossal frame held low as he moved to Grezig's shoulder.  He had hoped that the spar would fix her issues (as win or lose, it had always placated him) but it seemed as if she was just as worn as before. 

He was convinced he'd done all he could, however.  Now his focus was on their company.  Unless he was addressed he likely wouldn't speak; he was just there to be imposing.