Northstar Vale to kick around as a toy

He was on his way out of the vale once more. He had constantly been leaving and was astute about doing so after things had been checked on. His ears fell back against his head as an unfamiliar scent wafted his direction. He slightly altered his course and found Hime standing and a creature that did not belong here prowled. Something was amiss. His eyes narrowed and he broke into a run towards Hime. 

 There was a wild look about this stranger and it looked oddly familiar. She was sick. She was not right, and she was going to slip further and further into oblivion. The worse part was he remembered Xylinthian and he recalled the same look. Lucifer had fought against him and then days later had begun to act the same until he had been put, more carefully, out of his own misery. Collision's body stood in front of Hime's and his head lowered into a deepening growl, "you need to leave," His words were cut and dry. 

 His body morphed into a defensive state and he knew fighting would not be preferred, but he had to protect. He had sworn to them that he would, and upon his previous encounter with Hime it had been made clear that he was still a guard here and he needed to do his job, "You need to turn around and you need to get out of this empire," He wasn't sure how to handle the situation, but scenarios began to play in his head.