Shimmering Sands "it's calm before the storm, winslow."

important for whomst? lionel wanted to ask, but only nodded in a manful, stoic silence. to the stag, there was little reason to seek out land just because it had once been inhabited. he could not embrace the magicks his mother had. did knaven believe in them? he kept the wondering to himself.
"what's your vision for the future?" the boy chuffed instead, coming along to arrange his pace with that of the wolverine. even if he didn't agree, he could at very least listen.