Hoshor Plains I will always heed your call

respectfully.

he had come from this same place. he had held his memories of what was known and not changed from them. such a different talk this was from their last, where he had seemed empty of hope for a future that suddenly lay before him.

this was held in consideration, a dip of her muzzle given to acknowledge it.

valiant wished to be part of the village, part of her family, and these words did much to assuage the hurt that maia had brought, the contemplation of her own role.

he spoke with passion and with power; he showed to the eyes of moonwoman a sense of him that she had not yet seen, a depth that would only expand if fed, if given a chance to prove.

"then come and join us. you will be a spine-man all the same, valiant," she chuffed with a light grin, alluding to the broad ring of mountainwork that had long encircled moonglow.

and already he had proved much to her.