Cedar Sweep I’m on top of it

The Scotsman had spent a few moments to himself after speaking with Nyra. He was aware that others would make their way to the Copse soon to establish the territory, but for now Blair figured that he would enjoy the last few moments of freedom before his new life began. It would mean more responsibilities and work, and less fun. 

Blair had an idea where the Copse was since it was north of Cedar Sweep a little bit. The area would have terrain very similar to this. It was completely opposite of his mountainous highlands back home. Where the breeze and the sun was cooler in the summer, this area seemed to get hotter most days. Fortunately today, it wasn't so bad. There was a slight shower that happened earlier in the morning, but now it was just muggy and cool. Blair takes in the sights and smells until he sees an unfamiliar face against a tree.

The male was dark in color and seemed to be deep in thought as he sat watching the rain fall. The ginger casually walked up to him and dipped his head in a bow. "Hullo there." Blair greeted in his thick Scottish accent. "Nice day to enjoy the soft rain, aye?"