Hushed Willows There'll be no more monsters made here!

Stark wasn't sure what he'd ever do if Tambourine was hurt. It was something the dark male didn't want to think of. He pushed it from his mind, listening as the boy gently skirted his offer. Stark wasn't upset by that at all, he was fine with the boy spreading his wings so to say and learning more about the land. "If it makes you happy, that's what counts." Stark said evenly. He wouldn't begrudge the boy his passions. "I can give you some advice though - don't go too far north, there's some hostile packs there." Really, it was just Reek's, the Dragons hadn't bothered him for the few he'd met. "And we need to avoid Duskvale's lands specifically. I don't want to drudge up any sort of drama between us." He explained. 

He nodded out towards the East where he'd found Octavia. "Some of the lands there are pretty murky, it's easy to get caught in the muck and mire. Just be careful if you head that way not to get stucky." He didn't want to save Tambourine from every peril but he at least want to give him a heads up on the few things that Stark had found to be too much.