Luneshale Pass In a river,

A stranger entered his sights, close enough for Delos to see her nearly unblurred.

The chuff never reached his ears, but he had began to approach nonetheless. He was nervous, that much was clear from the slight shake of his legs. She would be his first proper interaction with a stranger.

Briefly he glanced back to his mother's den. No movement, no sound that he could hear. He could do as he pleased, and nobody would stop him.

It was a bit scary, really.