Stavanger Bay I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror

His attention was easily torn from the golden eagle when she addressed him, because it was then he realized just how much he missed being around — well, anyone, really. He had traveled before, but never alone, and the sight of someone else was more relief than he initially realized.

Eventide's ears swiveled back sheepishly at her statement. He was thankful that this Reverie was not so territorial as his parents, for they would have had someone's head for traipsing so blatantly on claimed land. Truthfully, he wasn't convinced someone else wouldn't come along and knock his head off for it now. Well, I appreciate that, I do like being in one piece.

He glanced over his shoulder before replying, I'm Eventide.