Northstar Vale super~moon syzygy

When Tryphon flinched, so did Saena. She had learned little of the man in the time they'd come to call the vale home, being unaware of his tendency to follow her, but she did know there was something a little different about him. His sociability was low on the best of days, and it wasn't the first time he'd seemed to zone out for one reason or another. Saena chose not to press the issue, but the knitting together of her brows and the concerned downturn of her lips might make clear her worry for his reaction to what looked to be nothing.

His difficulty adjusting could be chalked up to a lot of things, but Saena understood it well enough. There were still days she wanted to be alone and was frustrated by the constant throng of activity, but then she recalled how distant the wolves of the maplewood had been—in hindsight they'd all been perfect strangers—and all uneasiness slid away. "It's hard to get used to wolves being around all the time," she agreed. She wished she could get away, but in the end, she wouldn't have it any other way. To return to what she'd known before was a depressing thought.

"Is there anything I can do to make it easier for you?" This was said with true concern as her pale blue eyes turned to Tryphon. She wanted him to feel at ease and at home in the valley, of course. If there was an adjustment she could make for his benefit, she would do so... at least insofar as Warbone would allow.