Moonstone Quarry The winter sunrise, red on white

the quarry feels open, exposed perhaps in a way that neverwinter forest hadn't ... it was easy for ezra to disappear within the thick forest, letting the trees conceal him in shadows, the sharp pine masking his scent. but it was true he hadn't explored much of the quarry yet, and likely the less chance there was for him to sequester himself away ... the better. he had a habit of it: of being a one-man army, locked away in the lonely fortress of his own making.

his pawsteps slow as he comes across solharr, studying the glimmering stone of the quarry's wall; appearing wrapped up in his own thoughts.

for a moment, ezra considers turning 'round and letting solharr to it, but it felt rude and ungracious and so the sonnenwasser boy lets out a low chuff to announce his presence.