Qeya River down by the walls of wapping

a soft twitch of kivaluk's lips is offered in a ghost of a smile. do not worry, he speaks in an effort to reassure. it wasn't very guardian of me to be so easily spooked. admittedly, his thoughts had been split focused between the borders himself — and a lack of what was happening directly 'round him — and his continued worry over is brother.

akkuma's ...condition was only worsening, despite kivaluk's hopes that their father's return would brighten his brother's spirit.

i'm distracted. he admits then with a soft sigh feathering betwixt his lips.

your company is always welcome. he invites with a soft wag of his tail offered moment before he picks up the patrol route he'd been taking when she'd first came upon him.