Ghost Lion Crag If you face the fear that keeps you frozen

Fortunately, Artaax took no actual pride in his claim, so her insulting tone slid right off of his shoulders. He didn't claim it for pride. He claimed it to give himself something to obsess over so he wouldn't obsess over his own misery. And on a more basic level, Artaax was, to his core, a soldier. He was a protector. A guardian. He had an innate need to protect and watch over something. And now, he had no loved ones left to guard. So, he found something else. It might be some desolate, lonely scrap of rock buried between the mountains, but it was his. It was who he was.

The girl turned to leave. Instead of just letting her go, Artaax began to follow. His violent display settled into one of watchful aggression as he stalked after her. He was going to make sure she left and dog her every step out the door. Partly because he was, as I said, a wee bit obsessive. And also because I don't want this thread to end so quickly lol.