Hoshor Plains I will always heed your call

Moonlight. It made the gathering seem curiously empty, even hearing voices and laughter and certain other things echoing to him from the various camps. Valiant did not strongly feel that he was a part of any of them — but there was one of them he wanted to be. So he paced while waited for sleep to find him or for the morning to come, determined to see out the moonwoman as soon as there was daylight to speak under.

When instead he found himself watching a pale ghost cross the plains — @Kukutux — he murmured a brief prayer to Ariadne's Sedna before making his cautious approach.

"Ma'am?" he called out, his voice soft, but still carrying on the cold winter air. He was prepared to accept dismissal, but he still asked, "Could I beg a moment from you, if you have one?"