Morningside Cuesta where my pine trees met with your monsters

Large paws finally found their footing and began to pound against the ground in a steady rhythm as Sylvas dashed off after Grayday once again, a wide smile revealing itself across his features as he pursued the silver man farther up ahead. Golden eyes were focused on the man and as he manage to draw nearer, the brute let a gentle laugh escape his lips, for the act of play was an experience Sylvas had thought long gone for him, but here he was doing just that and with a good friend.

A low rumble sounded as the mercenary allowed a playful growl to pass his lips, a brown unkept tail thrashing behind him excitedly as he attempted to come up beside the silver man. Exerted pants left his maw repeatedly and once the brown male was close enough, Sylvas decided to leap forwards in an attempt to knock into Gray's hind quarters. Hopefully causing the man to lose balance and to topple over, just as Grayday had previously done to him.