Blackfoot Forest I will not leave alone everything that I own

Morwenna regarded him for a moment longer, her silver eyes searching his face, though her expression remained calm and composed. She gave a slight nod, acknowledging his words and his resolve to follow his own path after finding Reverie. His independence was something she could respect, though she wondered if it might lead him to isolation more than freedom.

You are always welcome to come back, she said finally, her voice steady but carrying a faint warmth. To see you again would be my favor.

A brief pause followed as she straightened slightly, her posture poised but not rigid. I’m Morwenna, she introduced herself, a faint smile touching her lips. And you owe me nothing, Sunspot. Finding Reverie—making sure she’s safe—that is more than enough.

Her gaze softened for a moment, though her diplomatic demeanor remained. But should you find yourself in need of allies, or simply a place to rest, Swiftcurrent Creek is not far. You’ll have a place here, should you choose to return.

She stepped back slightly, signaling the end of their exchange, though her eyes lingered, silently offering him space to reply or take his leave.