Starglow Basin i really tried to stay cool

andiamo. her tone cut short by the click of teeth.

soto moves out. a chance to test the limberness of his muscles, to ease his body into its old routine. the aches of his limb secondary to the goal at hand.

they travel in the silence he prefers; a few times he glances besides or behind him, always seeking the gaze of the silver mercenary before he moves off.

luneshale hovers in the distance, a grey sky wrapping around the bleak fangs of a distant summit.

soto breaks into a trot as they enter the pass, head high and ears alert for sentries.