Kintla Flatlands sunkissed

roan grunted, his amber eyes narrowing as he shrugged and fell into step behind her. a low, almost begrudging, fine, rumbled from his chest as he followed her lead.

his stride was steady, muscles coiling with purpose as he moved through the undergrowth. he kept his eyes forward, his sharp gaze scanning for any signs of prey. better be worth it, he muttered under his breath, though the faintest flick of his tail betrayed a sliver of amusement. despite his gruff demeanor, there was a quiet ease in following maeve’s lead, a sense of familiarity in the shared pursuit.