Raven's Watch calm before the torrent comes

It was an amusing thing to him, that the ravens carried their fur between the two brothers, as if the avians knew the bond the two shared and kept them informed, in a way, of the other's wellbeing. If only they could carry with them tellings of the emotional turmoil that consumed Stjornuati's inner self in this moment, a stormcloud hanging over the golden man's head as he started the climb for the summit of the watch, all the while keeping an eye out for his pale-feathered friend.

It was not until he reached the one of the higher tiers of the Watch that he found his other half, a low chuff loosed from his chest as he drew close in final approach, butting his head against his brothers side before taking the seat next to him. A heavy sight left him then, looking out upon the stars that held so many secrets yet, ones that he wished he could glean an answer to all this nonsense from.