Hushed Willows whomping willow

It had been days since the gem dancer had first set out to scout out the mountain range. They'd made quite a bit of ground, perhaps more than needed, but they would not come back from this with fruitless information.

Nestled between these slopes were signs of life. Scents that laid claim; Gossamer kept enough space as to not draw unwanted attention, but close enough to notice to begin with.

Maybe they’d pay a visit to these mountaineers on their way back. Maybe they’d hold off until they could accompany Reverie as a plus one. It was a decision to be made later. For now they'd keep their mind to the present, and presently they were appreciating the beauty of these whispering willows.

There came an unexpected crescendo to the otherwise peaceful song. The wail of a little beast, followed eventually by footsteps. Gossamer’s ear pulled towards the sound, and they pointed their nose to it when it grew louder.

They padded towards the noise then, intending to find whoever else roamed these woods.

i can pull gossamer out if yall wanted to keep the thread limited to two!