Neverwinter Forest goldenglow

At some point when she'd wandered, she'd gone by where Mal had slept. Her scent had wove its way through his dreams and roused him from his sleep. Drowsily, he dragged himself to his feet and started walking before he was fully conscious. As the scent grew stronger, fresher, 

He was actually a little anxious? Of all things... Every other time he'd just kind of YOLOed on, but with agreements... It meant more? Something. He needed to find Aibreann though, that much was certain. He wanted -- needed -- to impress her. The fact her trail now seemed to be leading to the border had him more concerned, and he sped up then to a quick trot. She couldn't leave --.  His heart had jumped up to his throat by the time he got to the borders, but it settled closer to where it should have been when he quickly spotted her. Aibreann? he called out, trotting over her way. He needed to get her away from the borders. He wasn't going to stop there, but would come up to her (or meet her, if she turned towards him), to try to start guiding her to somewhere less exposed to the unknown.