Shadewood and the flame trees, they broke away

It is @Iskra ! You did great~ 

Cry was ever more busy patrolling border with just as much vigor as he had to start. One, it kept him sane, two it kept him fit, and threw it provided him with a motive. He couldn’t imagine suffocating Gwen in his presence, hanging around her all day - should would likely tire of him, and the last thing he wanted to do to his Empress was push her away. He couldn’t help but mentally abuse himself at the possibility of it-

that was what these walks were for.
He’d always hurt himself before he hurt her.

Keeping a steady gait on the external husk of the Keep’s border, he kept his mind light. Usually it was full of things for him to sort through, but with so much free time in his schedule, he had managed to sort through practically everything. The ex-Assassin couldn’t determine whether it was best to be anxious because of his lack of work, or appreciative of his lightened burden. 

Regardless, the ebonian spotted a rather average wolf ahead of him, and just moments before he arrived to greet her, her voice greeted him, asking for an audience of whoever dwelled here. Well, he’d rather get to her first before the woman woke up @Gwen ... but then again the Artic Queen was more than likely awake and hunting as she usually did to brighten her mornings.

”Hello,” the ebonian king greeted her with polite baritones. “You rang?” He asked, athletic body of void settling into a casual and calm stance.