Northstar Vale crystalcloth

Large plodding footsteps took up the ground. Blue eyes darting from one tree to the next, keeping an eye on the entirety of the vale. It was beautiful here, serene even. But the scarred soldier still had yet to let his guards down. Meadow was still probably furious at him and truthfully he wasn't even sure why she was so angry. Yes what he said was uncalled for, but it felt like it was more than that, but if he pressed the issue he knew it wouldn't go well.

He shook his head and kept moving. The lady Tamar caught his eye and he chuffed quietly. He didn't want to startle her and cause even more of an issue in some way. It seemed that things just were happening around him at a pace faster than he was used too.