Northstar Vale Its the sunrise

Sorin kept himself composed, but the old haunts had resurfaced as the discussion had turned towards them. She whispered sublty in his ear, trying to turn him away. Sorin managed to keep her down for now, refusing to let his demon come between him and Liri.

He nodded in silent acceptance of her gratitude, reassuring himself to try and do his best to be more open, more trusting. His best was all he could give for now.

He smiled briefly as she asked to continue the patrol. "Of course," he said, moving to trot beside her, not quite touching her side, but in closer proximity than the last few days. His eyes shined with the eagerness that patrols always brought on, for such an action was a habit, a ritual, one used to protect those most dear.