Moonspear kipigniugun ⚭

Jarilo had not thought before that he set out for this right now, but, he fell into step with it all the same the instant he knew she was with him. Relief could come easing in later on if he was lucky enough to truly revel in it, so he set out to shake the tension with every stride forward--aiming his trail to a vista he knew, a quiet glen tucked where the forests started to end and give way further up. He would take advantage of the mountain's security there in a time not all could enjoy this place for what it offered them.

And, he trusted he could keep an effective enough watch from there, just to be absolutely certain--at least for now while all of this was very new to him and he was still struggling to grasp it fully. But it was real, he must admit, every piece of him was increasingly aware too. Once he had covered some ground and the path was set, he slowed long enough to hopefully have her beside him where his light gait could brush against hers.

I know some quiet places, he justified to break the silence with a slow smirk over his shoulder, since he couldn't entirely say that he felt it best they stay away from everyone and everything for far too many reasons. Just a feeling, but he welcomed thinning air more than most as more and more, it singled out to be just them. I used to have to track down my mother up near here sometimes. Not many others would go there often, he explained over a bend, though his significance went no further--just a good place he knew, one he wanted her to see, and somewhere he had always felt innately safe deep in the depths of his homeland. Secluded, though. he breathed, rounding a certain turn through the trees because he needed to hear it for himself more than anything.

Another exhale and he gave a playful bounce her way, nipping towards her cheek this time--and effortlessly looking to keep close with the motion, he would see what she would have from him.