Ravensblood Forest Patrol

Vale offers a formal introduction, before sharing that he’s training to be a guardian. Berserkir nods and waves her tail approvingly before her lilac eyes skirt to the father, who says his name is Vagabond. Although her expression cools considerably, she gives him a similar nod of acknowledgement.

Good, she tells Vale, gaze once more returning to his face. Keep training. Listen to far. Although she wonders if he also has an instructor, Berserkir does not ask, only adding, I must go. Ha dent fint. She pauses. Means, ‘take care.’

She dips her head a third and final time, eyes flitting between father and son. They linger on Vale for a beat before she woofs and turns to resume her tireless search for Eventyr.