Bearclaw Valley at your back door yelling 'cause I wanna come in

What he dreaded seemed to work in his favor. Everyone here seemed to have a collection of A names and he wondered the odds.

So rarely a believe but...his ears ran hot and rang. As if something struck through him in that moment.

Stay. Stay. Be one.

He heard her words and felt something warm in his chest too. Already she set him upon a task and he found he appreciated it. Something to busy himself with.

I can do that. Fighting was not his style, but he could sit and watch. A sentinel who could launch a rally call when needed. Sentry is a...good position for me. I can hold it at night too — if you ever need.

For as sleepless and restless as he could get.