Sunset Valley stepstones

He allowed his eyes to follow where she pointed. It seemed logical to think he might have found them on his way out of the valley. While he did not believe in fate, he did see that perhaps the rabbit had been why they settled so near. Hardly was there ever just one rabbit in a valley or forest.

Soon she would be waylaid by her little kickers and her mate must provide. Who would Dagur provide for if he went by himself? He could hardly keep himself afloat most days even if he did not admit it.

For the first time, it did seem like truly everyone could win here.

His tail had begun an heavy rhythm behind him that betrayed any look of stoicism still plastered on his face.

Deal.

He would align himself strongly now to those there in and soon-to-be there in of Dragonspine. As long as his share remained provided, he would have no need to drift as far as he had the last year.

Now he gestured back towards the peak that she had before — Show me?