Northstar Vale nameless, faceless

headed towards this part of epoch

a soft chuff and swing of his head. he cut them north through the territory. the trees dared to dapple sunlight across their dark forms as they moved along.

of course he thought of mereo in their movements. leona had the start of a soldier's training and he had become a tactician under the canyon's claim. tell me of the things you see, he encouraged softly. wondering if it might scratch an itch from the now lost routine they once had shared.