Lone Star Mountain Just a young boy

She left Swiftcurrent Creek feeling rattled, unsteady. So much of herself had been tied to that pack, once. Now, like Kvarsheim, she scarcely recognized it — but Akavir still hated her. That was unchanged, at least.

What Reverie did not expect to find on her way back was a lone, blue-eyed boy. Too young to be alone, she thought, though he was around the age she'd been when she'd left The Gilded Sea. Hello, Reverie called out, detouring from her path home in favor of approaching him. There was something about him... something dog-like, maybe. It reminded her of herself.