Gyrfalcon's Keep I've been quiet for too long

Dreven moved about the keep. Red Eyes gleaming in the early morning light. A low churr in his throat as he moved around. There were falcons and they had grown used to him he supposed. They didn't rustle about when he walked past. Though they still stared at him with their bright predator's eyes. He had no doubt were they bigger they absolutely would have tried something. But as it were they kept to themselves and he kept to himself. His mind wandered to Atka and he hoped she was alright. Settling in just fine and she wanted children. He'd have to seek approval probably, but not yet.

He stood at the edge of the cliff and looked down over the sandy beaches that expanded below. It was pretty here. Even a scarred monster could see that.