Nova Peak hundred billion castaways, looking for a home

Redd, but no, Wealda.

Now Raider was Masque.

Everyone was family upon that Rise!

It was not jealousy that wormed its way into his gut (was it?) so much as confusion. It all seemed so...complex. Was that family? A million names and titles spread across the land. He tried hard to not think of the names he had worn before and how on his loneliest nights he had missed them.

It was okay, he told himself. The future was Dragonspine.

He nodded and found that maybe he understood in some way the want to keep precious things safe. Hidden. Away from even trusted eyes. It spoke to the feral in him.

I will go. Fast and safe. He did not foresee danger on his way there, but he felt it important to keep saying this word. As if it might keep things true for as long as he spoke it.