Lion Head Mesa craving something that is just out of reach

He had been aware of Dracarys's return for some time now, but was yet to greet him. Other matters had been tended to now, and he slid through the mesa in search of the Halcon.

Kemal would never say it outright, but he had grown fond of the man. Dracarys had been honest with him, a voice other than his own to discuss with. Almost a friend. In short, he wanted Dracarys to stay and grow with Verapaz.

Snow had begun to fall by the time he spotted him, Kemal letting loose a low bark in greeting. He wasn't a fan of the weather, clear from his face being more sour than usual, but it had been his choice to leave the dry lowlands and he would need to get used to it sooner or later.