Northstar Vale sunflare

Yes! At once!

Ah, but he was getting ahead of himself. Arsenio gazed thoughtfully at his wife. His beautiful, perfect, exceptionally sweet wife. He did not want to leave in haste. If they did not property mark the vale and check for signs of wolves who might have gathered nearby, there was a good chance that they would return to strangers in their desired home. It would not take more than a day or two, he hoped.

Let me prepare the vale. I must mark the borders; be sure we do not have prey that will rot in our absence. A day, maybe two… will that be alright, Tamar?

He smiled as leaves tumbled from her coat. She was positively radiant.