Little Goat Mountain This is a perfect day to die

Reyson and Meadow usually got along just fine. This was the first time either one had been angry with the other. And it all came down to a miscommunication and a misunderstanding. When his brain wasn't so tired and his body so weak. he would seek her out if she hadn't found him and apologize, because he should and he already missed her.

Thank you, Sir. He knew he wouldn't rest. Perhaps for a day he would rest, but then he would be back at the borders leaving his scent and his mark. Ensuring that they were all safe that he had promised his life and loyalty too.

And thank you for taking the time to find me. That was a deep respect now that Reyson bore for his commander. Who he was certain has his faults, but had always treated him fairly and kindly. He hadn't needed to take a chance on a scarred soldier that had shown upon his doorstep, but he had.