Porcupine Ridge Blackbird song

Lorcan stood like a dark shadow beside her, eyes narrowed and watchful as Envy leaned against him. Her energy was endless, yet he could see the subtle strain in her stance, the weariness that settled in her limbs despite her fiery spirit. She called out, summoning others with that untamed enthusiasm he’d come to expect from her, but he remained quiet, a silent wall at her side, steady and unyielding.

He cast a sharp gaze over the path they’d traveled, alert to any hint of disturbance or threat. In his silence, there was an edge—something almost protective, like a wolf coiled and ready to spring at the faintest sign of danger. For a moment, his gaze softened just slightly as he looked down at her, a flicker of concern crossing his usually guarded features.

Still, he said nothing, his presence a quiet, vigilant strength at her shoulder.