Wapun Meadow wildflowers

Unf your table is beautiful ;-;

A small grin split is face at the comment of his affectation, he'd never given much thought to the name he'd been called his while life. The question of returning to the spire wiped the grin away. No. It was a flat response, he had no need or desire to return, and with the day progressing the added time it took him to travel wouldn't be worth the effort, or pain. the nights are Warm, I'll find someplace nearby. The fact was, he was comfortable occupying the meadow for now, and the longer he spent in theses of flowers the more the scent of the spire faded. No, Shadow my friend. I will be staying around for some time I imagine. Actions Speech thoughts