Whitefish River a thousand times good night

Unlike during their training, the girl seemed to be rather closed off today. Perhaps it was due to her mother's absence, but Aure was due to return soon. She paid no mind, following the girl through the woods until a rustling caught her attention. Ira paused in her tracks with the desire to stand in front of the young squire, but alas she had beaten her to questioning the newcomer. She would stand in wait for his answer, he wasn't trespassing so there was no need for aggression, even if he was awfully close.