Bearclaw Valley let me pay the price for you instead

Their first hunt - which had endeared Revui to the scrappy darkling - had been a moment of rare entertainment for the warrior. Playing catch with the cat had been similar, and now Revui wondered what hi-jinks they would get up to as they marched along. He was not skilled in the more finesse-driven athletics that Merrick utilized; far more skilled to be the powerful but blunt object, or an obstacle, rather than anything sleuthing or slick. Merrick vanished among some green and for a moment Revui was unsure of his role in this new game - he paused, looked around at the wilderness around him, and heard only silence.